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American Dirt

Track byMatthew Ryan

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  • 2008.04.01
  • 4:31
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Honey, I swear it's not my fault They shut us down, the big door was locked The bigger the dream, the bigger the trap The bigger the black in disappointment I crossed my fingers till they were broke I threw a brick, the arc it formed so slow And on TV, outside the mall, in my defence I've been spitting out American dirt All that money can buy, all that money can buy Spitting out American dirt All that money can buy, all that money can buy I wish I'd done something with my life Something safe, it's so useless I move through days like I were a knife My eyes were blue now they're bruises A silver cross on tan wet skin I'm thirsty thinking I should climb in Heather, please, heaven knows I'm by a thread I've been spitting out American dirt All that money can buy, all that money can buy Spitting out American dirt All that money can buy, all that money can buy You're on your side facing the wall Our room disappears between the street lights Come the pride, come the fall We volunteered We've been spitting out American dirt All that money can buy, all that money can buy Spitting out American dirt All that money can buy, all that money can buy Spitting out American dirt All that money can buy, all that money can buy Spitting out American dirt All that money can buy, all that money can buy All that money can buy, all that money can buy All that money can buy, all that money can buy Spitting out American dirt Spitting out American dirt Spitting out American dirt Spitting out American dirt No more, no more, no more, mother No more, no more, no more, mother

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