Hypothetical (song)

Hypothetical
Song by Emigrate from the album Silent So Long
GEMA database:	15181365-001
ISWC:	T-803.445.952-5
Working title:	I've Got These Hands To Hold You
Composer:	Richard Kruspe
Lyricist:	Richard Kruspe, Terrence Matlin, Margaux Bossieux, Thomas Borman
Recorded:	TPOM version: Funkhaus Studio, Berlin (Drums) Sky van Hoff Studios (Drums) Studio Engine 55, Berlin (Vocals, Guitars, Basses)
Producer:	TPOM version: Richard Kruspe Sky van Hoff
Mixed:	TPOM version: Sky van Hoff Studio Engine 55, Berlin
Mastered:	TPOM version: Jens Dreesen
Released:	SSL version: 14 November 2014 TPOM version: 12 November 2021
Length:	SSL version: 03:50 TPOM version: 3:51
Tempo:	86
Stream / Buy:
Silent So Long tracklist
Eat You Alive Get Down Rock City Hypothetical Rainbow Born On My Own Giving Up My Pleasure Happy Times Faust Silent So Long
The Persistence of Memory tracklist
Rage Always On My Mind Freeze My Mind I'm Still Alive Come Over You Can't Run Away Hypothetical Blood Stained Wedding I Will Let You Go

Hypothetical is the fourth song on the album Silent So Long by Emigrate.

Background

Silent So Long version

• The song features the singer Marilyn Manson.
• In a track-by-track video series, Richard commented this about the song:

I asked Marilyn Manson to sing the vocals on this song and his response was,

"They sound cool as is. But I can put my stank on them."

And that he did.

The Persistence of Memory version

• The song was reworked and is completely sung by Richard himself.

Versions

Studio

Title	Release	Length	Released	Notes
Hypothetical	Silent So Long	03:50	14.11.2014	Marilyn Manson on vocals
Hypothetical	The Persistence of Memory	03:51	12.11.2021	reworked Richard on vocals

Remix

Title	Release	Length	Remixed by	Released	Notes
Hypothetical (Fake Friends Remix)	Silent So Long (Digital)	03:43	Fake Friends	14.11.2014

Lyrics

SSL version

Fuck I've got these hands to hold you This mouth will chew and swell Like butterflies inside you Perfuming what you sell I know that I'm reaching That churning, burning heart I see sweat is beading From what I peel apart Oh, you don't know What I'm gonna do to you So hypothetical So hypothetical Fuck Hypothetical Let's fuck So hypothetical You've got the hands to be tied Slip out from skin so cold I've got the folds to be blind Let's see what you like most I cannot break the fever The pounding of your soul My little love receiver You make me lose control Oh, you don't know What I'm gonna do to you So hypothetical So hypothetical Fuck Hypothetical Let's fuck So hypothetical Fuck Hypothetical Let's fuck So hypothetical No, no So hypothetical You don't know What I'm gonna do to you So hypothetical You don't know What I'm gonna do to you So hypothetical Fuck So hypothetical Let's fuck So hypothetical Fuck Hypothetical Let's fuck So hypothetical Bitches

TPOM version

Fuck I've got these hands to hold you This mouth will chew and swell Like butterflies inside you Perfuming what you sell I know that I'm reaching That churning, burning heart I see sweat is beading From what I peel apart I don't know What I'm gonna do to you So hypothetical So hypothetical Fuck Hypothetical Let's fuck So hypothetical You've got the hands to be tied Slip out from skin so cold I've got the folds to be blind Let's see what you like most I cannot break the fever The pounding of your soul My little love receiver You make me lose control I don't know What I'm gonna do to you So hypothetical So hypothetical Fuck Hypothetical Let's fuck So hypothetical Fuck Hypothetical Let's fuck So hypothetical Oh no So hypothetical Oh no, no So hypothetical So hypothetical Hypothetical Let's fuck Hypothetical Fuck So hypothetical Let's fuck Hypothetical Hypothetical Fuck Hypothetical So hypothetical Let's fuck Hypothetical So hypothetical Hypothetical