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Suburbia, USA
02:30
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All my old friends romanticize addiction
Her father is the pastor, his mothers a politician
We all sit back while they make backwards decisions
Guess it runs, in the family
I turn off of the highway, there’s a bar full of townies
And the same shitty band that's been playing for years.
They’re probably yelling about “back in the day”
and how they always wished they’d gotten out of here
Greetings from suburbia, USA
That’s what all the postcards should say
Even if you visit, you probably shouldn’t stay
This town, will never forget your face
This town is so small, but their voices are so loud
Your secrets won't be secret, once word gets around
And the eyes everywhere, just stare and stare and stare
And you’ll wonder, why you’re still living there
You’ll all sit around and dream about college in new york
You’ll be lucky if you even leave your town
There’ll be a stool for you, at the bar where your father sits
I’m so happy I live in the city now
Greetings from suburbia, USA
That’s what all the postcards should say
Even if you visit, you probably shouldn’t stay
This town, will never forget your face
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Bible Belt Cliche
02:57
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I’ve got a head full of ghosts in a room full of pastors
The catholics say they’ll cure me but the baptists do it faster
I hope one day that i’ll find my way
Out of this bible belt cliche
After all the god damned lies
I can’t pray without tears in my eyes
You tell me god has a plan, its a surprise
But This Bible Belt cliche is my demise
The church taught me nothing, but how to sing
And how to hate myself and all of the left wing
Though love thy neighbor is what they preach
They say do as I say and not what you see
After all the goddamned lies
I can’t pray without tears in my eyes
You tell me god has a plan, its a surprise
But This Bible Belt cliche is my demise
I used to try so hard to be the perfect daughter
I’d pray nightly, let god guide me to the slaughter
They say you’ve got a plan, your just a man in the sky
this Bible Belt cliche is my demise
After all the goddamned lies
I can’t pray without tears in my eyes
You tell me god has a plan, its a surprise
But This Bible Belt cliche is my demise
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Six Feet Under
03:04
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Of course she hates me when I look so much like him
I see him in my eyes
I feel him in my skin
Lately I think you’ve got your days and nights mixed up
Like the drinks you mixed with drugs
God your head is fucked
And there’s been no pleasant memories since your freshman year
Just blood and screams and tears
And you I still wish you were here
Chorus
But now I know that the boy I knew is gone
Down the drain with the money and the pills you spent it on
And when I look at you I have to wonder
If you’re, on the verge of being six feet under
And I don’t wanna forgive you for all the shit you did
But it’s getting late
And I wish you’d just come in
And sometimes I miss your voice and the way you smell like smoke
And it makes me really wish
you would just come on fucking home
And your best friends been crying on the phone about how screwed you are
And I know your not concerned
But it’s getting super dark
CHORUS
You say you’re getting sober and I say you are a fool
And i know that it sounds bad
But I have no faith in you
Because I’ve seen you pretty shitfaced I know the way you act
Do you really think you can
Just take it all back
After everything you’ve put me through do you expect me to believe
That your starting again
turning over a new leaf
Your a high school has been waiting to be
A teenage dropout with no degree
You’ll probably be in jail or dead
Bye the time your twenty three
CHORUS
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Arlo Lentini Baltimore, Maryland
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