Song parody of
The Bright Lights Of America
by Anti-Flag
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16 year old girl
In a hallowed carved out place
Just looking for some prettiness
But the cuts in her arm don't paint for her,
A 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-erica
To live and die in the heart of America
Where they sell souls
[x2]
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 he huffs glue to escape both bitter home
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-erica
To live and die in the heart of America
Where they sell souls
[x2]
I just want you to know
There are warehouses full
Of fucked up kids like you and me (can't find a way)
So many lost in strife,
caught in an endless fight
To leave this empty ugly place
I'm leaving you at sea
The bright lights of America
Life and death in a sold out-erica
To live and die in the heart of America
Where they sell souls
[x4]
16 year old girl
In a hallowed carved out place
Just looking for some prettiness
But the cuts in her arm don't paint for her,
A 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-erica
To live and die in the heart of America
Where they sell souls
[x2]
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 he huffs glue to escape both bitter home
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-erica
To live and die in the heart of America
Where they sell souls
[x2]
I just want you to know
There are warehouses full
Of fucked up kids like you and me (can't find a way)
So many lost in strife,
caught in an endless fight
To leave this empty ugly place
I'm leaving you at sea
The bright lights of America
Life and death in a sold out-erica
To live and die in the heart of America
Where they sell souls
[x4]
