i feel like an american,
i finally understand the suffering
all my friends have been so depressed,
and now i'm finally clocking in, i guess.
driving the streets inside your car
the sustaining sun was never far;
but now i'm driving in circles,
running frozen on a wounded spark.
i wouldn't know what to do if you called me
i wouldn't know what to say
i wouldn't know what to do if you called me,
good thing
you don't call at all
i understand every drunken fool
i didn't think that i was capable
so everybody drink up
cause today will be a scattered
everlasting malaise
i'll pull you up from behind my eyes
and marvel at your transparent guise,
then reel your love across my tv screen, but those
dead kisses taste like quarantine.
i wouldn't know what to do if you called me
i wouldn't know what to say
i wouldn't know what to do if you called me,
good thing
you don't call at all
to all of my sad comrades,
all caught up in the fray:
if ever you're without love, i'll gladly give it away...
now that i've got enough
to go around



Lyrics submitted by Sinai

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