Текст песни The Guilt Engine (Gatsbys American Dream) с переводом

My shame is cold like a grave

But my lust is hot like an engine

With pistons that pump

And a heart that thumps to the beat

But I can’t wrap my head around

So I let my body fall in step

And I’ve lost the rhythm

And all I’m left with is my regrets

Can you hear the sound?

Ticking, I am ticking on

Automatic I am all the things I’ve done

Set to explode I am ticking on…

What on earth can atone for all the wrong I’ve done?

From the depths, from your depths I’m crawling home again

Crawling home again

I’ve been thinking maybe I can make this right

In fact, I know that I’ve got to make this right

I’m done fucking around with the guilt engine

Ticking, I am ticking on

Automatic I am all the things I’ve done

Set to explode I am ticking on

Like a bomb…

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