American Blues

Sparks The Rescue

Composición de: Jonathan Wyman/Sparks the Rescue
And to never see your face again
Read the omens or face consequences
That trigger disaster in the blink of an eye
I spy a tidal wave, head for the hills and pray that we survive

Your hands are red, Your lies are white
My tongue is tied
Another classic case of the American blues
Your fiction spread, your twisting lines
Now write it down
Another classic crime and are you wrongfully accused?

I'm throwing coins, my wishes never came 
So many coins darling, but who's to blame
I'd make them all mine in the blink of an eye
She sighs, you'll be sorry running back to me when karma comes your way

Your hands are red, Your lies are white
My tongue is tied
Another classic case of the American blues
Your fiction spread, your twisting lines
Now write it down
Another classic crime and are you wrongfully accused?

Are we damned or just terrified
to watch this world turn over and die?

Your hands are red, Your lies are white
My tongue is tied
Another classic case of the American blues
Your fiction spread, your twisting lines
Now write it down
Another classic crime and are you wrongfully accused?

I've got this, you've got this 
Classic case of American blues
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