The Bled The Last American Cowboy Lyrics

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
and I feel slightly misplaced
in a world that's f___ or BE f___ed

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 worse and nothing could be worse and I know why.

and what do I have left?
the composer just went deaf.
the singer lost his breathe,
in the glow of the crowd.

the dancer's on a crutch.
the writer drank to 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 your tomb.

sing me one more line so I can sleep. (x3)
this is all you need.
my love, it follows you to your grave.

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