Besedila: Gatsby's American Dream. The Hunter.

What if when the curtains go down
There is nothing and nothing?
Yeah, what if when the curtains close

If there's a Heaven in the sky
I don't know why they'd ever let me in
I'm sure that there's a hell
And there's room for all of us

Because that's the only place
We deserve to be, what can save me?
From this beast that eats everything inside me?

If there's a place where good folks go
All I know is they'll never let me in
I'm sure that there's a hell
And there's room for all of us

Because all we do is take
All we do is take, what can save me?