Be strong and you will be renewed I was raised in a tragedy by slaves where kids are drug addicts or they are bored and lazy still I return to my home town and it's just like going to a funeral and all of them are dying in love with paradise idle conversation makes them wise did you hear the one about Greg a rare talent he was unsung until the blow came no one really dies they just get fired our legacy to retire young and all of them are drowning the waves of apathy trust fund junkies slamming the debris it's a dream identify now and then I miss her her masochistic hands fulfilling empty plans and all of us our lying on golden shores of greed we're dead by thirty dead by thirty dead in daydreamTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
