Оригинален текст
Born and predicted
To always be wrong
The same old bulls**t
The same old song
Familliar patterns
Familliar hosts
The city's crowded with the sideshow ghosts
The city of refugees
They're all in fatigue
You're all bulls**t of the same old league
Familliar patterns
Familliar hosts
The city's crowded with the sideshow ghosts
City of ghosts