Riding the Low - His Love Affair With Americana Is Over | Текст песни

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• Riding the Low
• His Love Affair With Americana Is Over

All the moves implied
I meant it
Now the dark subsides
Demented
Life in slow lines
Scraping knuckles
On the way to be a man again
A man

This soul in repose
I'm rolling
Disfigured are the men
Their face maps roads
In time I'll know my lane
If I get enough time
To turn this thing around
Demented
I meant it

It's over now

This obsession ends
Required are the pieces of me
But the God's created a mirage
Their lies
Our fate
They ordered us to 'lay down'
So we all just lay down

Thia afair I got with you
It's over
Yeah I gave you my youth
I soldiered up
This bubblegum affair
Is a lot like youth
I'm not demented
I lent it
I rented it all out to you
I spent it

All the times I played
On these streets we made our own
Skippinf school in self-defence
All for a cause that never was
Sweet is the kick and rhythm of thump
Bury your thoughts with the dying trades
But it's my last chance to be alive again
Yeah
I meant it

And we got a long way to go
In the light of the dying trades
We got a long way to go
'Cause in the light I'm dying out