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Northstar - American Living lyrics
I raced concrete to the front row seats Threw her bows and whiskey kisses and left her on the street With her hands out And her head down She’s nothing more than a movie that never panned out Hey Mr. Destiny…you forgot about me You forgot to leave a number You forgot to name the street This is American living with my American dream It thunders like a river but its cold just like a stream And this is so typical… Erased by the author of me…. |
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