From what we've built, take what you need To serve a bastard set of dreams To serve a bastard set of dreams To serve a bastard set of dreams
they mean From what we've built, take what you need To serve a bastard set of dreams Sell your image, and market your heart Capital gain, until it falls
Превод: Мртви јесен. Копиле Сет снова.
than fiction She dreams in digital 'Cause it's better than nothing Now that control is gone It seems unreal, she's dreaming in digital She dreams
they last breath I hit his mug ain't no open casket left over ashes I was labeled as a left over bastard until that contract They want me dead I see through
