Letra de The Bright Lights of America (Live)
16 year old girl In a hallowed carved out place Just looking for some prettiness Oh, but the cuts in her arm don't paint for her A very pretty view In her mind, she dreams that she is Far away fromBright lights of America Life and death in a sold-out Erica Live and die in the heart of America Where they sell soulsBright lights of America Life and death in a sold-out Erica Live and die in the heart of America Where they sell souls (where they sell)A concrete city hell (city hell) Suburbs that never end (just like an ocean) One parent lives in each of them Passed back and forth He huffs glue to escape both bitter home He's just one of desperate ranks Who can't break free fromBright lights of America Life and death in a sold-out Erica Live and die in the heart of America Where they sell soulsBright lights of America Life and death in a sold-out Erica Live and die in the heart of America Where they sell soulsBright lights of America (woh) Life and death in a sold-out Erica Live and die in the heart of America (woh) Where they sell soulsBright lights of America (woh) Life and death in a sold-out Erica Live and die in the heart of America Where they sell soulsSouls like 666