Текст песни Tracks (The Victim Party) с переводом

On the wrong side, living on the wrong side

I don’t know who or why they drew these lines

But these tracks have fenced us in so tight

No exit paved on which to escape

Make our way with the minimum always

Homemade reservoir on my roof

It’s the first and I need a better excuse

Because the truth is just getting worse

I want more so let it rain

Every season we weather the storm

So let it pour

Price tag on everything that falls

You just weren’t born to have it all

There’ll be no stay of execution

For the dreams of Saturday’s children

There will be a reclamation

When everything is for the taking

There will be a reclamation

And we’ll get what we need

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