I want to turn Desarlacc into a pop rock. Maybe it wasnt a dream.It was a sad moment on the streets of Texas.
But thats ok.
Time passes in the daytime.Stop the world spinning.
Thats what I dreamed of when I was drunk. But no one knows. No one knows. On the rotting table lay a packet of new ideas.
我想让德沙拉克,变成一块流行石头,
也许这不是梦,这是一个值得悲伤的时刻,在德州大街上蔓延开来。不过,没关系。时间在白天流逝。让世界停止旋转,这正是我醉酒时的梦想。但没人知道,没人知道。在那张腐烂的桌子上,放着一包新的灵感。(我的故事来自Unreal midsummer dream)