Songtext von Secret History

They took all of your money didn't they? They count the tired alms from the poor They pissed on your dreams didn't they? They wondered if you'd come back and give a little more Make your mother proud, you've got to Make your mother proud, you've got to Sharpen those dead dreams Pay them violently Write them quietly Secret history Sold The dream For arms And legs To work To eat To sleep Repeat Sharpen those dead dreams Pay them violently Write them quietly Secret history Make your mother proud, you've got to Sold The dream For arms And legs To piss And shit In homes You rent Make your mother proud, you've got to Sharpen those dead dreams You're on your own in a secret history You're on your own in a secret history On your own in a secret history