The Bright Lights of America (Live)

16 year old girl
In a hallowed carved out place
Just looking for some prettiness
Oh, but the cuts in her arm don't paint for her
A very pretty view
In her mind, she dreams that she is
Far away from

Bright lights of America
Life and death in a sold-out Erica
Live and die in the heart of America
Where they sell souls

Bright lights of America
Life and death in a sold-out Erica
Live and die in the heart of America
Where they sell souls (where they sell)

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
He huffs glue to escape both bitter home
He's just one of desperate ranks
Who can't break free from

Bright lights of America
Life and death in a sold-out Erica
Live and die in the heart of America
Where they sell souls

Bright lights of America
Life and death in a sold-out Erica
Live and die in the heart of America
Where they sell souls

Bright lights of America (woh)
Life and death in a sold-out Erica
Live and die in the heart of America (woh)
Where they sell souls

Bright lights of America (woh)
Life and death in a sold-out Erica
Live and die in the heart of America
Where they sell souls

Souls like 666



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Cathal Geever, Christopher Mark Head, Christopher Lee Barker, Patrick C Bollinger
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