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Sangtekst: My American Heart. Hiding Inside The Horrible Weather.

I watch the sky turn to paper mache like shades.
that fold and tears so easily.
and this white lie fever isn't phasing me.
and this white lie fever isn't phasing me.
why can't i seem to find.
the light i saw i swear i knew
it brought me better days.
it brought me better days.

so i'll keep on aching
until my heart decides to fail
and all these years and years are taken
oh i scratch them with my nails

don't you get it i made an attempt
to piece it all together
and i found it all lost in the sky.
hiding inside the horrible weather.
we'll watch it all come down.

watch the pain and sympathy march right up into the right side of your mind.
watch the woman summer love crawling through your insides.
so you'll keep on aching and thought your heart is bound to fail.
and all these years and years you've wasted, i scratch them with my nails.

don't you get it i made an attempt
to piece it all together
and i found it all lost in the sky.
hiding inside the horrible weather.
we'll watch it all come down.

i believe you and i are like paper mache like sheets in the sky.
always so fragile and bound to be broken.
always so fragile and never unspoken.

don't you get it i made an attempt
to piece it all together
and i found it all lost in the sky.
hiding inside the horrible weather.
we'll watch it all come down.