American Made
I'm thinking maybe we're bored
Cause we don't talk anymore
They say attention is war
And we're all stuck in nevermore
Yeah welcome to the 21st century
All of my friends they don't see the rest of me
Looking out the corner of my eye see an enemy
People say things are looking up
Yeah they better be
Yeah I'm stuck somewhere in the middle of a highlight
Somewhere the color faded out to off white
Somewhere it doesn't matter if you're god-like
Then she said how did we get this far on a wish
My body is still and quiet
My mind is throwing fits
But I learned a few tricks yeah
But I learned a few tricks yeah
I'm thinking maybe we're bored
Cause we don't talk anymore
They say attention is war
And we're all stuck in nevermore
Yeah welcome to the 21st century
All of my friends they don't see the rest of me
Looking out the corner of my eye see an enemy
People say things are looking up
Yeah they better be
Ooh I cut my teeth on a 1-800 hotline
And it turns out you're just another walking headline
That boy I swear to god he got no spine
Then she said I don't even know what to say to you
Back then you were such a mood
Hey look what you made me do
Yeah I hate it too
Now everybody's on the fritz
So I learned a few tricks yeah
I'm thinking maybe we're bored
Cause we don't talk anymore
They say attention is war
And we're all stuck in nevermore
Yeah welcome to the 21st century
All of my friends they don't see the rest of me
Looking out the corner of my eye see an enemy
People say things are looking up
Yeah they better be
Cause we don't talk anymore
They say attention is war
And we're all stuck in nevermore
Yeah welcome to the 21st century
All of my friends they don't see the rest of me
Looking out the corner of my eye see an enemy
People say things are looking up
Yeah they better be
Yeah I'm stuck somewhere in the middle of a highlight
Somewhere the color faded out to off white
Somewhere it doesn't matter if you're god-like
Then she said how did we get this far on a wish
My body is still and quiet
My mind is throwing fits
But I learned a few tricks yeah
But I learned a few tricks yeah
I'm thinking maybe we're bored
Cause we don't talk anymore
They say attention is war
And we're all stuck in nevermore
Yeah welcome to the 21st century
All of my friends they don't see the rest of me
Looking out the corner of my eye see an enemy
People say things are looking up
Yeah they better be
Ooh I cut my teeth on a 1-800 hotline
And it turns out you're just another walking headline
That boy I swear to god he got no spine
Then she said I don't even know what to say to you
Back then you were such a mood
Hey look what you made me do
Yeah I hate it too
Now everybody's on the fritz
So I learned a few tricks yeah
I'm thinking maybe we're bored
Cause we don't talk anymore
They say attention is war
And we're all stuck in nevermore
Yeah welcome to the 21st century
All of my friends they don't see the rest of me
Looking out the corner of my eye see an enemy
People say things are looking up
Yeah they better be
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Chaney
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