Nathan Wiley - North American Dream | Текст песни

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• Nathan Wiley
• North American Dream

forty little pieces with the stuff in her
hands
and you know you got the guts to do
whatever you can
making fast and coming up still just a
little too slow
kicking out and still the gauze comes up
a little too slow
You're screaming bout the headaches and
they won't let us in
and we're hiding at the back door, thirty
one for the win
and the shaker's in the kitchen with his
hands in the pie
all the makers in the car getting ready to
cry, cry, cry
All you gotta do is go take one for the
team
take apart the pieces, separating the
seams
power comes in numbers when you're
kicking the steam
living for the moment, north american
dream
screaming and a running trying to make
your escape
while the changing of the guard is just a
give and take
filling up on your prescription with the
kings in your hand
while the sucker's at the station waiting
on a command
repeat chorus
outro:
north american heartache
north american dreamnorth american heartache
north american dream