اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
The people here don't move
They sit on their hands and wish their lives away
As trees whisper deception across the land
Everyone cries 'cause they just
Don't have the sense to understand
Let's dance
And celebrate this ghost town
As we fill the streets with charity
Then burn them to the ground
The children here don't play
They stare at their toys and dream of turning grey
As sweet rain circles down the drain
Everyone cries 'cause their children are insane
Fix their eyes so they can see
The heartland is turning green
Fix their eyes so they can see
Showing lives they'll never lead
