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）