Gatsby S American Dream Game Over lyrics

Now with silence broken, your torch has sputtered out and now the tribe has spoken, you`re voted out and there`s not time for your last words. I hope that you feel rotten when you get what you earn. For what it`s worth, I`ll be happy when you`re gone. You`re just a little man, you burned the bridge. We`re not the same. The consequences come when they`re the last things that you`re looking for. Not the nucleus of your stupid game. You`re not the judge…. I`m not the same as I used to be. When all you sew is hate; it`s a bitter harvest. You`ll get what you earn. You`ll get back what you ask for, but you won`t win this time. You won`t win. I`ll shut you down. Game over. With silence broken, my tired voice can sing I`m sorry.
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