Testo di 'Ring 3 - Luxury' di The Dear Hunter

We can pick, we can choose
We can make moves no matter what they lose
We could be right, we could be wrong
We can make mistakes (our reign is long)
‘Cause gentlemen, I believe everything happens for reasons
Just look at the seasons!
And here, we’ve been divined
Roots are drenched in time-honored traditions which we all can malign
(We havе the rights!)

A man was dying, a child was born
(Take him for evеrything, take him for everything)
Yes, following form
We will pick his carcass clean
But first, there is one thing on which we must agree
(Official decree)
On the one hand, we can starve the child
On the other hand, we can let the elder die
How to keep the flow of food to hungry mouths?
On second thought, fuck 'em, they’ll figure it out

You can't lose your damn mind
Here in the hall of the guide
Win or lose, it’s alright
You're in the hall of the guide

They talk of famine (no!), they talk of drought (no!)
They should be happy that anyone’s hearing them out
Look at them whimper, look at them wheeze
Alienating the ones they are meant to appease
But their gratitudes all but default into platitudes
And they still suspect we’ll give them more
They leave a-swarming then perish, wondering why?
Waste not your time, fuck ‘em, they’ll shut up and die!

You can't lose your damn mind
Here in the hall of the guide
Win or lose, it’s alright
You're in the hall of the guide
We can't lose our damn minds
Here at the hall of the guide
Win or lose, it’s alright
You're at the hall of the guide

We'll persist and endure, we’ll maintain the status quo
(Our power is pure)
They'll resist, but we’ll assure that nothing ever changes
(Still, we cast the lure)
Sure, we’ll bring them in with a lie (welcome!)
We could always use another tithe
And time will pass, and time will pass, and time will pass

Waking in bliss might sound passé
When you’re living in a paradise
The kind of place where you never have to work a day
Passing the time with what you crave
‘Cause you know anything you need can be provided when you want it
We want a lot, so they’ve gotta give
What could you fear for with walls as high as these?
If you can’t see beyond your windows
It’s hard to find the room to care for... Oh, anything
But we want it all
And if they’ve got something to give
They’re gonna give it all, if they still got the will to live

There always will be a cream of the crop
(And we’re never getting off the top)
A pick of the litter (you know we’ve got to be)
The chosen righteous few who’ve come prepared with what they’ve inherited
What have you? (what have you?) (what have you?)
What have you? (what have you?) (what have you?)

They’ve saved their whole lives so they can, someday
Live a little like we do for one day
But if you get to see just how sweet life could be
Ohm it’ll be hard for them to find the room to care for anything on returning
And if there’s something left to give
They gotta give it all, if they still got the will to live

There always will be a cream of the crop
(And we’re never getting off the top)
A pick of the litter (you know we’ve got to be)
The chosen righteous few who’ve come prepared with what they’ve inherited
But what have you?
Nothing

We can't see beyond our windows
But we deal in everything
Pay no mind which way the wind blows
‘Cause we can weather anything
Yeah, yeah, yeah!

(Left, right, slide to the back!)
(Hop to the right, now kick and clap!) yeah!
(Hands to the sky and a shake of the knees)
(Praise in his number xcv!)
(Left, right, slide to the back!) yeah!
(Hop to the right, now kick and clap!)
(Hands to the sky and a shake of the knees) yeah!
(Praise in his number xcv!) yeah!