The Last American Cowboy Songtext
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Brace yourself
For the plight of the born.
As the spotlight strips you bare.
Just a useless act in the play of life.
Cast as the role of the lover
For the plight of the born.
As the spotlight strips you bare.
Just a useless act in the play of life.
Cast as the role of the lover
And I feel slightly misplaced
In a world that's fuck or be fucked
Kill the lights.
Letch.
One more time and say it like you mean it.
Lush.
One more time and tell it like you feel it.
Lover.
You've got talent but I just dont see it.
Wrap your hook around my neck and
Get me off get me off get me off your stage.
In every coma-lover's kiss collides with truth.
And every tongue that slips will drip onto your bruise and I know
Disguise the lies that you fed me last night
These plots are breeding grounds
For nothing but the worst and nothing could be worse
And I know why.
And what do I have left?
The composer just went deaf.
The singer lost his breath
In the glow of the crowd.
The dancer's on a crutch.
The writer drank too much.
The director lost his touch.
In the glow of the crowd.
Can you resist the urge
To burn the script we wrote?
Bring on the flood before we choke.
Applause engulfs the room.
We bow into our tombs.
Sing me one more line so I can sleep.
Sing me one more line so I can sleep
Sing me one more line so I can sleep
This is all you need.
My love, it follows you
To your grave, to your grave
And I know
My love, it follows you
To your grave, to your grave
In every coma-lover's kiss collides with truth.
And every tongue that slips will drip onto your bruise and I know
Disguise the lies that you fed me last night
These plots are breeding grounds
For nothing but the worst and nothing could be worse
And I know
In every coma-lover's kiss collides with truth.
And every tongue that slips will drip onto your bruise and I know
Disguise the lies that you fed me last night
These plots are breeding grounds
For nothing but the worst and nothing could be worse
And I know why.
In a world that's fuck or be fucked
Kill the lights.
Letch.
One more time and say it like you mean it.
Lush.
One more time and tell it like you feel it.
Lover.
You've got talent but I just dont see it.
Wrap your hook around my neck and
Get me off get me off get me off your stage.
In every coma-lover's kiss collides with truth.
And every tongue that slips will drip onto your bruise and I know
Disguise the lies that you fed me last night
These plots are breeding grounds
For nothing but the worst and nothing could be worse
And I know why.
And what do I have left?
The composer just went deaf.
The singer lost his breath
In the glow of the crowd.
The dancer's on a crutch.
The writer drank too much.
The director lost his touch.
In the glow of the crowd.
Can you resist the urge
To burn the script we wrote?
Bring on the flood before we choke.
Applause engulfs the room.
We bow into our tombs.
Sing me one more line so I can sleep.
Sing me one more line so I can sleep
Sing me one more line so I can sleep
This is all you need.
My love, it follows you
To your grave, to your grave
And I know
My love, it follows you
To your grave, to your grave
In every coma-lover's kiss collides with truth.
And every tongue that slips will drip onto your bruise and I know
Disguise the lies that you fed me last night
These plots are breeding grounds
For nothing but the worst and nothing could be worse
And I know
In every coma-lover's kiss collides with truth.
And every tongue that slips will drip onto your bruise and I know
Disguise the lies that you fed me last night
These plots are breeding grounds
For nothing but the worst and nothing could be worse
And I know why.
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