Artista: Gatsbys American Dream
  Canción: Counterfeit Language

you've seen this kid before 
he sits fists clenched 
when he looks up he sees tigers 
when he looks inwards he sees disgust 
disgust for a jungle that is alive 
a hand-me down false hope that is hard to swallow 
when the truth has been realized 
they'll destroy you 
so what now adapt and fit in to this system 
no, learn the language of this tribe 
walk among them and in time