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When I was younger, I saw life As white houses in neat rows I loved the chrome, the steel, the metal dreams The feel of sand and dirt and seams There was only the meadow, the machine, and me Now everydays an endless stream Of cigarettes and magazines I’m trying my best to be just like them- A sad sirens song with red lipstick on A ******* kicker, with a heroine heart They say I’m dangerous because I don’t know what I want They say I f@cked my way to the top. Well we all mourn atop skyscrapers As they clamor for judgment day But I’m not afraid of dying When the words of prophets are written on the subway walls And the good crawl down to tenement halls They sing for fame, liquor, love, scream give it to me Because I thought I was sitting pretty on the throne of metal steel and chrome Fools, I say, you do not know That all I want now is to be left alone So I sit up at night talking to the moon Becoming so lost its like I never existed in the first place Listening to the fabulous clockwork of heart and lungs Listening to all heart’s dints and machinations Made of metal and tears and chrome I was lovely once, marred forever by a pair of (heart shaped glasses) The foulmouthed flower of bohemia Moonshine, take me to the stars tonight While I’m not afraid to live fast and die young Among the whispering , the champagne and stars Angry yet, half in love With death in the cooling twilight Singing an arsonists lullabye with the workers in songs For I stumbled into trouble, got my makeup on A red lipstick sirens sad song Of metal, steel, and chrome Its real hard to be free when you are bought and sold And only money makes you smile They tell me I did it but we blew it They say I’m too young to worry ‘bout burning out So come on, let me bite the bullet now I’m stuck in the landscape, the loveclub I'll save you a seat next to me down below This heights messing with my head The ground calling to me Like something out a dream I’m scared to jump but terrified to stay And this way I’ll never, feel no pain. my boy builds coffins, don't ya know of metal, steel, tears, and chrome
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 10:56 PM UTC
autumn-whipple
Metal, Steel and Chrome
When I was younger, I saw life As white houses in neat rows I loved the chrome, the steel, the metal dreams The feel of sand and dirt and seams There was only the meadow, the machine, and me Now everydays an endless stream Of cigarettes and magazines I’m trying my best to be just like them- A sad sirens song with red lipstick on A ******* kicker, with a heroine heart They say I’m dangerous because I don’t know what I want They say I f@cked my way to the top. Well we all mourn atop skyscrapers As they clamor for judgment day But I’m not afraid of dying When the words of prophets are written on the subway walls And the good crawl down to tenement halls They sing for fame, liquor, love, scream give it to me Because I thought I was sitting pretty on the throne of metal steel and chrome Fools, I say, you do not know That all I want now is to be left alone So I sit up at night talking to the moon Becoming so lost its like I never existed in the first place Listening to the fabulous clockwork of heart and lungs Listening to all heart’s dints and machinations Made of metal and tears and chrome I was lovely once, marred forever by a pair of (heart shaped glasses) The foulmouthed flower of bohemia Moonshine, take me to the stars tonight While I’m not afraid to live fast and die young Among the whispering , the champagne and stars Angry yet, half in love With death in the cooling twilight Singing an arsonists lullabye with the workers in songs For I stumbled into trouble, got my makeup on A red lipstick sirens sad song Of metal, steel, and chrome Its real hard to be free when you are bought and sold And only money makes you smile They tell me I did it but we blew it They say I’m too young to worry ‘bout burning out So come on, let me bite the bullet now I’m stuck in the landscape, the loveclub I'll save you a seat next to me down below This heights messing with my head The ground calling to me Like something out a dream I’m scared to jump but terrified to stay And this way I’ll never, feel no pain. my boy builds coffins, don't ya know of metal, steel, tears, and chrome
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Our world is corrupted The people disrupted Happiness interrupted Walking down the street is a challenge There’s pointing fingers, There’s danger around every corner Taught to assume everyone’s dangerous Taught not to be alone at night Taught to constantly be defensive for it seems everyone has a gun these days. Nothing can be said Nothing can be worn Without offending someone. America the beautiful America the afraid. America, from sea to shining sea America, pollution to destruction. America, thy liberty in law America, discrimination on the down low. So many ads destroying self confidence So many stereotypes for our kids to grow into So quick to blame others for our problems So quick to shame ourselves. America, the beautiful. Our world is corrupted. The people, disrupted. Happiness interrupted.
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Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 10:48 AM UTC
bulletproof
America, The Beautiful
Our world is corrupted The people disrupted Happiness interrupted Walking down the street is a challenge There’s pointing fingers, There’s danger around every corner Taught to assume everyone’s dangerous Taught not to be alone at night Taught to constantly be defensive for it seems everyone has a gun these days. Nothing can be said Nothing can be worn Without offending someone. America the beautiful America the afraid. America, from sea to shining sea America, pollution to destruction. America, thy liberty in law America, discrimination on the down low. So many ads destroying self confidence So many stereotypes for our kids to grow into So quick to blame others for our problems So quick to shame ourselves. America, the beautiful. Our world is corrupted. The people, disrupted. Happiness interrupted.
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