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Texty: Bush. American Eyes.

You dropped the bomb using all your chlorine
You find yourself so far down its normal
There at your feet the slow burn comes
To carry back to earth or where you're from
You feed me whole varied nutrients
I lost control I trashed all my instinct
I wanted to escape to feel nothing at all
'Cause they were alive when you spoke to me
Broken the skies and my empathy
Mine out of time she wrote to me
Will we ever come again?
England is gone the way of the gypsies
We do what we can within the system
I hope you feel the earth turn inside of you
'Cause they were alive when you spoke to me
Broken the skies and my empathy
American eyes so close to me
Will we ever come again?

A heavy load and a fucked up system
You're on your own with all your instance
All you see is all you get
Surfing on the waves of promises
Mine out of time she wrote to me
American eyes so close to me
American eyes so close to me
American eyes
Will you ever come again?
Will you ever come again?
American eyes...