Текст песни The Method

Listen to me, you’ve got to change your method Your story, must sound sadly beautiful Your movie, will win many golden globe Your lyrics? I don’t understand a word I'm twenty, I know what is “à la mode” You’re forty, you’re not fashion anymore The rock is killed by the neighborhood Your music, will break through the black mirror Oh, you’ve got to change your mind You wanna reach the stars You gotta leave, you gotta go