Besedila:
The Real You The Runaway Sun

may never come Wash away the pain With the rain You promised me you'd never change It's a waiting room for the sadness trying to end my life You try

In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway American dream At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines Sprung from cages

(springsteen) In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway american dream At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines Sprung

, there's nothin' new under the sun It's never what you do, but how it's done What you base your happiness around material, women And large paper that means you

like you do Nobody feels me like you do With you I know I'll never lose Cause nobody knows me Nobody knows me like you do And as the sun falls lightly

, there's nothin' new under the sun It's never what you do, but how it's done What you base your happiness around material, women And large paper that means you

shit starts going down Because the sun is just a supernova turned the other way around! This is not a test, this is the real thing... This is not a test

is watchin Tuck guns in trunks cause real G's is boxin Ain't no other options if you stand on your own two And if you came to battle you can stand in

In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway American dream At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines Sprung from cages