Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song American Fights, artist - Keepsake. Date of issue: 30.04.2011
Song language: English
American Fights |
| And it’s all inside your head |
| Pictures painted perfect, black and red |
| It’s a theme worth fighting for |
| And all the lines now have been drawn |
| Arousing questions |
| No one’s getting hurt |
| You’re a patriot of words |
| And it’s cloudy all day and you don’t have much to say |
| A weakened attempt |
| Taking over |
| Getting answers |
| Take a step |
| Irradicate |
| A lonesome day of work and sweat and tears |
| And grief and constant running hate |
| And if I had a dime for every time you cried |
| Then I would buy you a holiday in Rome |
| And if I had a chance to buy a piece of time |
| I’d wake up to a life of crime |
| A broken jaw |
| A penny lost |
| The sounds of shattered bits of glass and stepped on moss |
| And I know you well |
| A sour girl, who gave up hopes and dreams of a different world |
| And I hope you’ve bought some time |
| Because every minute lost is a minute past your prime; |
| time TV gets you through |
| A lonesome day of work and sweat and tears |
| And grief and thoughts of twenty-two |
| A pseudo-thought |
| I’m getting lost |
| The taste of blood |
| American fights hurt so much |
| And I can’t believe, you’re getting up |
| The cost of living everywhere it just went up |
| And if I had a dime for every time you cried |
| Then I would buy you a holiday in Rome |
| And if I had a chance to buy a piece of time |
| I’d wake up to a life of crime |