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American Bonfire
04:27
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There’s a small town world yeah I think her name’s America
And there’s a small town girl yeah I think her name’s America
She drinks it with excitement
The promise of enlightenment
She wants a jager bomb
Shot of dissonance
Strip malls lake bars line our innocence
I’m shouting out Cleveland
They’re gonna slit your soul
We're the broken toy towns off highway shores
Cloaked in ambition High Life pouring down
There’s a prayer. FIGHT! Hurricane
Its coursing through the Malls
Welcome the suicide king on a Saturday night
Pull out the Jack drunk drive it
red light red light
You don't know, do you? No you don't know
You don't know, do you? No you don't know
You don't know, do you? No you don't know
American Bonfire yeah
Ads are all translation
We got youth between the lines
Its makeshift boats off coastal divides
Broke my phone on my 80s idols
I wanna see you on Sunday
We'll burn the last Thoreau
We’re all suicide kings on a Saturday night
Pull out the Jack drunk drive it
Red light red light
It's these deep suburban nights
Where sex is all we drive
In our parents cars under shiny stars
Tail light brigades and empty lots
Maybe we’ll see you Sunday
We’re all American hungry
Biting bones Tuesdays gone
No sense to dream I already woke up
You don't know where you've been
You never could’ve seen it
You don't know where you've been
You never could’ve seen it
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2. |
Where the Bottles Dance
04:00
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In the respite bars where the bottes dance
And the wood’s blessed with my name
You got the furry brown boots in a game of chance
So hot cause you’re all the same
And I walk down the street
All the headlights laugh back at me
And your arms round my waist
3am love in Northface
And I love the morning baby girl
Let’s go shower off in some latte
I never wanted this to hurt no no
You know you never had me baby
This could hurt woah woah
You know you never had me baby
This should hurt oh now oh oh oh
We hook up it ain’t love
So don’t you go and try to play me again
There’s a post-grad scene it’s a Thursday night
On an entry-level salary
Her favorite song she’s playing with my tie
It’s lovely and rarely risky
And I walk down the street
All the headlights laugh back at me
And your arms round my waist
3am love in Northface
If it starts in a moment it can only be momentary
This dim lit scene was once so fun
A three-day binge in Wicker Park
Sipping ourselves into slurring tongues
It’s still professional when you’re young
But we do it so often its left you with the wrong impression
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High School Slow Dances
03:51
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It’s always high school baby there’s a tryout
You’re gonna find soon you never wanna give it all up
Oh oh oh oh oh you know
we’re gonna be singing all the same damn songs next year
We’re in the woods and we’re crushing a pack
Girls sing a chorus to a slutty pop track
Hey high school I love you let’s be best friends
And oh can’t you hear it?we're Saved by the Bell
Holden hate your phonies pretty girl Danielle
Oh I fell in love with you and I wanna get you in bed
All my friends are shoutin’ out the window
Try and stop us popped shirts and cologne
Red cups overflowin with nervousness
In the corner I bottle it up with Jack
Just got done hearin how that pretty girl blew all my friends
Maybe its college this thing finally makes sense
And darlin there’s a montage
BFF LOL Oh my fuckin god
Watch the world fade in look now your jaded so what?
And dreams start to fold the shoebox gets old
Sang don’t stop believin’ now we’re just deceiving yourself
Compromised all that once made us whole
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Bullseye
03:14
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Got a feeling in my heart
Don't let me out tonight
Made the scene
Now you're drinking irony
Straight from my eyes
And how you think? baby, how you think you'll go?
A little drunk now you're hearts exposed
With your breasts and your broken home
I always fight indecision is my whore
Laid out pretty posing awkward smile
Darlin Darlin you don't get the joke woah oh
And baby baby you deserve much more woah oh
So sad seeing my sweet girl naive
Stop throwing your self-esteem out to them wolves
In the bar you starve
What are you looking for?
You never go to bed, never met that man
Your searching for
Your so surprised oh so surprised you ain't found love
I'm every man that you've ever been with
You keep on thinking it'll end up different
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So Reckless
04:53
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Found my best t-shirt in a mess on the floor
The night is young we put our swagger on
Try to catch them times that feel like heaven
Like the sound comin’ out of a worn down guitar
You gotta love anyone with character
Few and far between but so dam beautiful
And the better part of it all
Tends to set me off just like a bomb
I hit that wall I'm scared of Eden
And the moment starts to fade
Its slippin’ slower than the sand beneath my feet
Don’t take these memories from me
Oh oh we don't ever know why we do it all the time
(Why we do it all the time)
Oh oh we don't ever know why we do it all the time
(Why we do it all the time)
And oh oh we won't ever go home
(We won't go, We won't go)
No oh we won't ever go home
(We won't go, no no no no)
Got me a little fight behind this tender smile
And a curious heart beat to my old man’s style
So cool with pocket knives and wishful thinkin’
And you’re never gonna know how the dice will roll
Ya gotta love anyone with principles
Few and far between but so fucking beautiful
it's in the backseat of unmarked cars
Baby we're looking at them stars
We out on the golf course and we're all out of vodka
It's the timeless nights we won't forget
And ya kinda wanna cigarette
But I gotta stop we're just so reckless now
It's on the back of your lawn
Where all the drunk kids can get off
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