Great!!
Very relaxing game, despite all that chatter with the people. Love how you got it to be fullscreen! Music is great, no bugs, controls are very fluent.
Reviews for "Inside a dead skyscraper"
that's really cool! but..
someone can post/write here the lyrics please??
I can't understand anything =(
molleindustria responds:
When the windows were broken the air turned to poison
So time was frozen and time was frozen
They sent in soldiers with oxygen masks to take the gold back
And they filed their lawsuits and they filed their lawsuits
And what they wanted from us
Was a photograph of every dead machine and every shard of glass
And what they wanted from us
Was a document with every speck of dust and every broken thing
Inside a dead skyscraper
We were just out of art school and we were hard up for work
So we took their masks and hazmat suits and went down to New York
And they sent us inside an empty building
And we waited for instructions inside empty rooms
And what they wanted from us
Was a photograph of every dead machine and every shard of glass
And what they wanted from us
Was a document with every speck of dust and every broken thing
Inside a dead skyscraper
There was inches of dust on mahogany tables
Where the footprints of rats raced across the asbestos
And the children in the pictures taped up on the cubicle walls
The children in the pictures they don't move at all
And what they wanted from us
Was a photograph of every dead machine and every shard of glass
And what they wanted from us
Was a document with every speck of dust and every broken thing
Inside a dead skyscraper
There's a lady dressed like an astronaut and she's sitting in a swivel
chair behind a desk
In an elevator wrapped up in plastic and she's filling out Little
League forms, for her kids
And Hot 97 is playing "Blazing Hip Hop and R & B" on a boombox
Hanging up in the air by an extension cord tied to a crystal chandelier
There's calls to war written in the dust on the elevator doors in the lobby
While a secretary's teddy bear sucks off a Batman doll in the stairwell
And if anything could mean nothing at all while signifying everything at once
Then this must be the center of America
And if you get freaked out up on the roof by the little pieces of airplane
Just close your eyes, you know it's OK, everything is made of something
And everything is made of something and everything is made of something
If youpress space
you get alittle torch which lets you talk to people
woah... i didn't see the description, so i was flying around and the plane threw me for a huge loop.
Entertaining. Cool song.