Anti-Flag - The Bright Lights Of America
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Artísta: Anti-Flag
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Letra 'The Bright Lights Of America'
16 year old girl, in a hollow cooped up place
Just looking for some prettiness,
But the cuts in her arm don t pay for her, very pretty view
In her mind, she dreams that she is, far away, from,
The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out ‘Merica,
To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls,
The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out ‘Merica,
To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls,
A concrete city hell (City hell)
Suburbs that never end (Just like an ocean)
One parent lives in each of them, passed
back and forth the ? to escape their bitter homes,
He s just one, of desperate ranks, who can t break free from,
The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out ‘Merica,
To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls,
The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out ‘Merica,
To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls,
I just want you to know,
There are whole houses full of fucked up kids like you and me (Can t find a place)
So many lost in stride, caught in an endless fight
To leave this empty ugly place , I m leaving you as sane!
The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out ‘Merica,
To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls,
The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out ‘Merica,
To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls,
The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out ‘Merica,
To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls,
The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out ‘Merica,
To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls.