Lyrics:
which is an Australian - American music label. Angel Henry's song originated from medieval into classical music and is also in the Hip-hop and rap genre
You dont know my journey there's a lot of hurt in that story
Bro in the field trenches turned him All American
They don't know how I made it like
already up
Trying to squeeze out every drop
As for me, I got enough
I reject your thesis, I accept your thoughts
All these people want reasons
I just got
wall
While American taxpayers
Take the fall
American pie
Is all for the rich
And a former first lady
Is Billy's witch
Everybody needs a job
Gig economy
baby
Make it last all night
She was an American girl.
Well, it was kind of cold that night,
She stood alone on the balcony
Yeah, she could hear the cars
baby
Make it last all night
She was an American girl.
Well, it was kind of cold that night,
She stood alone on the balcony
Yeah, she could hear the cars
To this place of design then
Ponder all the pros and the cons
Play the song back
To help you carry on
If you on then you on
If you not then move on
Some
stupid
Fuck Green Day fuck Blink
Fuck MCR fuck The All American Rejects
Who the fuck even are Waterparks?
Fuck Simple Plan fuck Brand New
Fuck Hawthorne
em all in the hearts
Cause it's all coming back
It's all coming back to me now
Feels so wrong
Voices in my head got me singing this song
All American
The last nigga to drop his verse and have the globe shiftin
My Squad's hard and far from Puritans
Robbin and killin men like we proud to be Americans
We
tell them all my secrets
It's the fear of this
That keeps me running
Were we chosen? Are we rejects?
Will they understand?
The question leaves me
I’m all out
Down to my last dime gonna be a close one now
Another face in the crowd
On to the next one gotta make it out somehow
Everybody so loud
sick of feelin' I don't belong here
I'm tired of dealin' with all the wrong fears
I'm sick and tired, I hear the song clear
God damn, last year was
The so-called American revolution
All are equal in the eyes of God
Just ask the slaves in my backyard
Too bad you can't just wish it away
A few generations cannot
crimes
And we both liked American rap rhymes
Even though we didn't understand one line
If you remember my line of notes in my last album
I talked about
Would I fight in a war I don't believe in?
Well, the answer is if not me where the cancer is
They been doing this before Jesus of Nazareth
And after all
to say "last call"
Farewell, my friend, how goes it
Have you seen our friends gone by
With the band all back together
We'll have American Pie
When you get
the rules
And I'ma prove it
Will not lose
Make room cause I'm coming right through
It's a song for the rejects, kicked and dissed
Teenage kids taking 'em
that's my Red Scare
I was swindled as my relationship dwindled
When I gave all my cream to those gold diggin' dimples
By the dawn's early light, tried hard
Fought hard to get you all the right placement
Came a long way from doin' songs in the basement
Rhymin' on public access
Lawyers close the deal,
James Taylor
He's probably the closest
Thing to a writer's perfect
Exemplification of the
Unconscious all the songs are
Like movies all you
Need to do is
from the Iron Maiden song Virus.
Interviewer: Well... Where are you coming from?
Blaise Bailey Finnegan III: (pause) Well... I don't like the way
my soul
The future been runnin’ laps on me
I get distracted by overthinking it all
I feel it dimmin’ my light
The future puttin’ attacks on me
I’ll
From what people lack
Making money off low self esteem
We gotta get the money
Get the green
We all livin that american dream
But there's no point
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