Alt America Lyrics

Good evening again

From your old friend at Radio USA, Philadelphia

You know friends, a half a bottle of bourbon

Is enough to make any man shine a light on himself

I'm such a happy boy

Doubter of my heart

Your voice ain't in tune

big guns in a skyline

Flashbang to your youth

Benadryl in the night time

A new fountain for yutes

An apology you thought

Was enough to regroup

Search and you might crawl

Back in to your cage

You're here for a good time

That's nice, grab a chain

Dance with depression

And you'll sing in the rain

Or jump from excitement

And the songs never made

5:15 pm

And the angels been left

A handshake with the preacher

Brought him to his knees

I showed him the trees, dear

Now he hangs with the seeds

He sold a salvation

But there ain't one for us

The bullet flies high

And won't hesitate to pierce

Switch tone, different language

But I know what you fear

The hour glass is flipped still

There ain't time for us

So think about the strangers

That know who you'll become

And they know who you'll become

I can see it through it all

'Cause you're not special in any way

I love you starry skies

The flashing lights that makes you shine

And show your scars

Seller of lifelines

No holier than thou

God to my timelines

You hold an ugly fate

Lover of my life

You're further from grace

Then I am with both hands tied

Deep in with the sharks

Search and you might find

A head in this place

The hollow that haunts you

Finds the means to an end

The coffee bean smells fine

The water has lead

The company made us

So united we break

Keeper of my heart

Before words arranged

Ideas in the clouds now

No sun penetrates

The blood in my veins flow

Right out through my eyes

The knot in my chest blows

Our bodies entwined

The rest of my lie is spent

Deep in with my hand

In a circular motion

You die then revive

Creator of my loves

She ain't one for us

God of my timelines

You made the strings too short

And you pull on them too much