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that's flying above me
Reminding me how I am not really free
 
Turn off the highway into an American town
All those flags by the mailboxes
Are standing

I've been living beyond my means
Chasing my heart wherever it leads
Anything I want, I've got American dreams
I've been living beyond my means

I'm

whitefish beached all day on hot parking lots
Waiting for the summer parade to sadly drift by
Melancholy floats filled with suicides and drooping paper

take chances I know how to sacrifice
All that I have for this
When I was growing up
My biggest dream was blowing up
Touring the world surrounded by girls

I'm sitting here by the oceanside
Waiting for my ship to come in
But all I have is hope today
Systematically placing me
Equality opportunity
But we

and plastic wrap between us
Cheering fans, American flags, deceive us
And I don’t want to say, “I’m sorry,” unless I have to
I don’t want to say, “I love you,”

Ten minutes
The time you may spend
Waiting in line
For your Starbucks fix

Ten minutes
The time it may take you
To fix your children breakfast

Ten

August

September all that we got now is wet hot American summer
Throw it on me like an Afghan from your mother
Stay under it

If I had a little

it's inefficient
Soon as I get I spend it
If it breaks I mendIt
Im American bitch we struggle different
This is Willets ho we stumble different
Paying

it’s because of the fiction of the American dream, or maybe everything is fiction, and nobody knows anything, although we all learn all the time,

she's coping
By using her pram as a battering ram on doors she needs to open
Waiting for a disco lover boy to wash away all of her stains

But I don't

come inside
Can you let a brother know if you're down to ride

Yeah
I wonder if it's way too much
Tell me if am weighing you down
I'm here waiting

On My Way

Machine Gun Kelly

Lace Up

2012

shit”
He said, “Your piece of the American Pie is waiting”
From the bottom to the top, Almost Famous
Kells

like me
Please take a picture Mr
While I stand by Rocky
Got any advice for
Me and my best friend Sid
Yeah kid
Be all you can be
Some shit I heard
When I

As anyone in that crowd
Policeman was wrong to shoot him down
It's high time we say it out loud

Sometimes late at night
I'm down by the waterside
Watching

my closet

Its too many homeless people 
Its too many people with a big ego 
Why can't we all just equal
I'm fight the power with my people 

Families

the girls go when they get bored,
to look for fine men with dazzling swords,
as a family waiting for sailors to sail into port,

Then she grabbed me by

all
64 or 4,000 more?
Dead bodies don't lie
They can be counted

I'm the Son of Sam 
Red-blooded American
I'm no god damn window shopper
I'm the son

Death of the American Song

The Stone Coyotes

Born to Howl

2001

long ago
All that's left of them today
Are footprints in the snow

I'm waiting at the station
But I fear I wait in vain
'Cause Old 97
Is rusting

these people
We're so ungrateful
Blessed beyond belief by our God
But all our blessings turn to Idols then we turn from our God
Americans so wrapped up in

I'm sitting on a bench waiting for the last train. |Staring into the void and face wet by this dirty rain|Old jacket with a patch of the American

Blood on Your Hands

Aztlan Underground

Sub-Verses

1999

devious tale
I'm talkin about the country from which you all hail
Built on the bodies of Indians and slaves
A story of destiny and the land that it craves