Текст песни: Up the Cuts + перевод

I can’t sleep, dry red eyes wide open

Stare at the white stucco ceiling

Turn on the TV, watch music on television

Have I heard this song before, did this already happen?

Derived influence, in style of dress

Similar trends in camera technique and editing

Sync up the cuts to the bass drum kick

All the taste makers drinking from the same glass

Is there anybody thinking what I am?

Is there anybody thinking what I am?

Are you restless like me?

Are you restless like me?

Are you restless like me?

And all the insiders rumor over the decline in sales

All the buzz is happening in the new digital marketplace

FBI warning printed on the flip-side

«Under penalty of law, piracy will be prosecuted»

And in MRR, someone asks the question

With the instant availability of information

And content so easily obtainable

Is the culture now a product that’s disposable?

All the punks still singing the same song

Is there anybody thinking what I am?

Is there any other alternative you know?

Are you restless like me?

Are you restless like me?

Are you restless like me?

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