Artist: Strung Out
Album: An American Paradox
An American Paradox
You can't make me see what you think I should know. You don't understand where I'm comin' from. We're passing through worlds no perception in time.
I'm not the same as when i began.
Show me don't tell me what's goin' on inside your little world. You say we never landed on the moon, you heard we never reached the sky. Then shed some light I'll lend a patient ear. Don't let me down I gotta know, if something good can grow out on this rock. Save me one more time, and I'll be free from the way I think it ought to be. Babble on, could I be wrong. A silhouette of you and me just negative space and time just reference to a simpler history. I'd sacrafice a million nights for a moments peace with you. Reflections to dissect reality. It's all in what we hold as being real, when the symbol kills the substance then we've lost. Save me one more time, and I'll be free from the alleyways of my heart. I'm goin' nowhere, I'm goin' nowhere inside this head of mine. We're goin' nowhere, we're goin' nowhere inside this head of mine. Sit and stay a while, talk to me about the things that make you real. Let's forget about, all that make you and me surrender, surrender.
|2||An American Paradox|
|5||Don't Look Back|
|8||Kill Your Scene|
|9||Cult of the Subterranean|
|10||Lubricating the Revolution|
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|Strung Out - An American Paradox Album Lyrics|
|2.||An American Paradox|
|5.||Don't Look Back|
|8.||Kill Your Scene|
|9.||Cult of the Subterranean|
|10.||Lubricating the Revolution|
|3||Go It Alone|
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