American Pyre
The sun won't shine
Over new palestine
Another barely nothing town
They call that crawl a drive
Circle ring 465
Crossroads of the worst part
Of the world
We pity middle cities
In Elitist college towns
We all have our way
To bring each other down
Blah blah blah
I know the line
It goes blah blah blah
Inmy head every night
Yeah Blah blah blah
A beacon is only a pyre
Sit back relax
And watch the American fire.
We used to dive into quarries
Until Rooftop was buried
The whole country went that way
We all cared but just barely
I'd go east to the Capitol
But the world is a hospital
North and south
Sea and mountains
The sky has submitted
Limits are locked down
So blah blah blah
I know the line
It goes blah blah blah
Inmy head every night
Yeah Blah blah blah
A beacon is only a pyre
Sit back relax
And watch the American fire.
Autor(es): AUSTIN LUCAS