Sleep in, call out.
We go to class but not to pass.
Wake up to make up lines that etch their words to every seam.
You see, the thing your missing is...

I"m so strung out, I'm so god damn addicted, that I panic to get these words out.

Swing the mic around, you'll feel me in the crowd.
Oh, my God, let's make a point to tear this place down.
You can't help, we can't help, we can't help but get caught up in this madhouse.

I've stayed up half a year to compose every breath and every line.
I'm just killing time to tell a story of...
sleeping rare nights, moonlit street fights.
Locked in my bedroom with prescriptions to musicians that no doctor recommends.

I'll die before I try to live a life that's the slightest bit different.

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    General CommentWow American Diary is actually really good. i recently met/ made best friends forever with the guitarist mikey...he's a really cool dude so im not suprised their music is worthwhile. Anyway I think this song is all about the way he's addicted to music. To him, it seems to be the only way he can express himself, so that he can't concentrate on anything else. Basically, to him "getting the words out" is what matters the most
    serenity23on June 04, 2008   Link
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    General Comment"locked in my bedroom with prescriptions to musicians that no doctor recommends"

    music can get so intesne when you find songs that almost explain to you what you're feeling, or change the way you think about something that it's so easy to get so wrapped up in your own world that it may seem or feel or be almost unhealthy.
    the_crushon August 25, 2008   Link

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