The Bright Lights Of America - Anti-Flag
16 year old girl
In a hollow cooped up place
Just looking for some prettiness
But the cuts in her arm don't pay for her
Very pretty view
In her mind she dreams that she is
Far away from
The bright lights of America
Life and death in a sold out 'Merica
To live and die in the heart of America
Where they sell souls
The bright lights of America
Life and death in a sold out 'Merica
To live and die in the heart of America
Where they sell souls
A concrete city hell (City hell)
Suburbs that never end (Just like an ocean)
One parent lives in each of them
Passed back and forth the
To escape their bitter homes
He's just one
Of desperate ranks
Who can't break free from
The bright lights of America
Life and death in a sold out 'Merica
To live and die in the heart of America
Where they sell souls
The bright lights of America
Life and death in a sold out 'Merica
To live and die in the heart of America
Where they sell souls
I just want you to know
There are whole houses full of
F**ked up kids like you and me
(Can't find a place)
So many lost in stride
Caught in an endless fight
To leave this empty ugly place
I'm leaving you as sane
The bright lights of America
Life and death in a sold out 'Merica
To live and die in the heart of America
Where they sell souls
The bright lights of America
Life and death in a sold out 'Merica
To live and die in the heart of America
Where they sell souls
The bright lights of America
Life and death in a sold out 'Merica
To live and die in the heart of America
Where they sell souls
The bright lights of America
Life and death in a sold out 'Merica
To live and die in the heart of America
Where they sell souls
