Space logo in the rough
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Add polish to reveal...
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Deep Silver.
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Heartbeat, then pause for too long.
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Techland's jealous of their screen time.
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Darkness, acoustic guitar.
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They're out so far away from home
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But they have each other,
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A tiny guitar, and a cameraman
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Whose not afraid to take a risk
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To get the shot he wants!
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At least the ominous horizon's behind them.
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They must have turned around.
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They won't forget this moment.
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'Cause they'll only be alive for a couple more.
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He offers up his tear absorbent thumb.
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Can this moment last forever?
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No. Of course not.
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"Girl, I wanna ask you something...
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Even with all these people watching...
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Will you maybe hold my lighter?"
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"F*#% YOU!"
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"What? Oh you thought that...
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Oh my God! No! Sorry!"
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"It's cool, I'll just blow you..."
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"Um."
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"Up!"
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"Oh yeah."
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"Oh you thought that...
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Oh my God! No! Sorry!"
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Pan up to an angry window-shopping zombie.
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He's at the front of the line.
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Store's open, he let the breeze in.
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Could you warm it up?
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The undead get rather cold.
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Why don't we demonstrate our handheld heaters?
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Cut to Black Friday shoppers are the worst
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When demand exceeds supply, so usually,
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When there's a fire sale...
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It's a pun.
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At least there was only one...
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Look on the bright side!
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AHHH!
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There's another one...
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Dead Island: Riptide...
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Literal Dead Island Riptide Trailer
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Toby Turner |