Shadow Of The Colossus Lyrics - Gatsby's American Dream

We're not what you think we are 

We make product and place it in stores 

But we're just selling our songs 

See you in hell! 

We'll pick you up by your ankles 

and shake you down for a record or two 

'Til all the money is spilling out of your pockets 

And any beauty we create, we will sell it 

We've got your contrast, we've got your art 

And you can strum as fast as you like 

Can you feel it? 

The hint of rot right beneath the music? 

We never believed