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greenfield – american nightmare كلمات اغاني

[verse 1]
he woke up and wished he was asleep again
the day he settled down was the day he left the keys in ignition
dated the creepiest women, but that’s another beast in his britches
don’t you see epiphanies in your image?
ooh, man…f_ck a reflection
clean your dirty mouth and study the set list
go through your tasks with manual attention
your life’s all organized, this sh_t is heaven
feels so good to be alive, let’s be honest here
you’re just a stick in the mud, there’s no artist there
you don’t have charisma or drive
to make a product yield all the profits in the blink of an eye
his life is cornier than a maze up in suburbia
he listens to the radio and reads about ocasio’s policies
politics are an inner anomaly
feed the birds the bread and his thoughts on the economy

[hook]
that’s my american nightmare
wonderin’ if there’s anyone who might care

[verse 2]
and the answer is probably not
the caveat to normalcy is awfully wrought
should’ve changed with the times like his eema taught him
he forgot his lessons, he was a prima donna, he was always stressin’
over comfort and quiet and the callbacks
workin’ with other creators is a mixed bag
his best friend’s a devil and an ex_pat
they get the past the setbacks, they run that cassette back
listen to your inner voice, didn’t wanna disappoint
i’m speaking out loud so you don’t f_ckin’ miss my point
this sh_t is important, i don’t wanna get lost in the corn maze
or swamped in a court case, the obit’s with your face
before your boss can say he’s got another son
before your back receives so many slaps, that it shrivels up into nothing
then you wonder where the time went
those raps you wrote in high school, that was time well_spent
at least it feels like it, saw those artists on tv, wanted to be something
that one song you wrote, something like “let freedom ring”
got caught in the heat of it
when you got older, you’d cut straight to the meat of it
like a butcher in hysteria
the chicken runs around with its head off in a six foot area
that’s how deep you’re diggin’ your early grave
you’re pretty late to your own burial, i think you should stay
[outro]
come, have a seat

- greenfield

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