The American Scene - Drone | Текст песни

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• The American Scene
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You caught the will of god in an iron fist
And pressed it into your breast pocket
With all the shining bits of permanence
That you'd been chipping away at
And you felt secure like you were promised
You were finally sure
That the reason for all this leaving
Was love and nothing more

Forget what you started with
Whatever happened to the rest,
Forget what you started with
Whatever happened, happened

Forget what you started with
Whatever happened to the rest,
Forget what you started with
Whatever happened, happened

Cut neck
Casually keeping up with
Killing it
That’s what you call it,
What you call this
This is home,
This is known,
This is what you wanted
As payment for all you've added to the drone

Forget what you started with
Whatever happened to the rest,
Forget what you started with
Whatever happened, happened

Forget what you started with
Whatever happened to the rest,
Forget what you started with
Whatever happened, happened

I saw a fire burning deeper in the woods,
I saw my neighbor burning down his whole neighborhood,
Saw the smoke where he had been
Then the silhouette that waded in
I panicked, I panicked
This is it

Forget what you started with
Whatever happened to the rest,
Forget what you started with
Whatever happened, happened

Forget what you started with
Whatever happened to the rest,
Forget what you started with
Whatever happened, happened

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