The Bright Lights Of America

16 year old girl
 In a hollow, carved out place
 Just looking for some prettiness
 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, from
 The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
 To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls
 The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
 To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls
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 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 the tough route to escape their bitter homes
 He's just one
 Of desperate ranks
 Who can't break free, from
 The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
 To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls
 The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
 To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls
 I just want you to know
 There are whole houses full of
 Fucked up kids like you and me (Can't find a place)
 So many lost in stride
 Caught in an endless fight
 To leave this empty ugly place
 I'm leaving you, as sane
 The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
 To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls
 The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
 To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls
 The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
 To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls
 The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
 To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls