Alkaline Trio
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Well they tied that yellow ribbon round the oak tree.
They've worn out all the prayer in their hearts.
All along thought they were routing for their home team,
As they're sent into the game and torn apart.

We twist this tourniquet upon the pipeline,
That carries all the pain in the world
As we blindly clap and cheer from the sidelines, it's clear
On a losing streak from the very start.

And that's where they found me,
In the cemetary.
A smoking gun in my hand,
Now I'm damned for the land of the free.
Sing with me,
The american scream.

And they took that faded ribbon off the old tree.
And They've worn out all the hope in their hearts.
All along thought I was doing the right thing,
Now I'm lying in a pool of my blood.

And that's where she found me,
In the cemetary,
A smoking gun in my hand,
Now I'm damned for the land of the free.
Sing with me.

And that's where she found me,
In the cemetary,
A smoking gun in my hand,
Now I'm damned for the land of the free.
Sing with me,
The american scream.
The american scream.

And that's where she found me,
In the cemetary,
A smoking gun in my hand,
Now I'm damned for the land of the free.
Sing with me,
The american scream.


Mirror lyrics:

The american scream.
Sing with me,
Now I'm damned for the land of the free.
A smoking gun in my hand,
In the cemetary,
And that's where she found me,

The american scream.
The american scream.
Sing with me,
Now I'm damned for the land of the free.
A smoking gun in my hand,
In the cemetary,
And that's where she found me,

Sing with me.
Now I'm damned for the land of the free.
A smoking gun in my hand,
In the cemetary,
And that's where she found me,

Now I'm lying in a pool of my blood.
All along thought I was doing the right thing,
And They've worn out all the hope in their hearts.
And they took that faded ribbon off the old tree.

The american scream.
Sing with me,
Now I'm damned for the land of the free.
A smoking gun in my hand,
In the cemetary.
And that's where they found me,

On a losing streak from the very start.
As we blindly clap and cheer from the sidelines, it's clear
That carries all the pain in the world
We twist this tourniquet upon the pipeline,

As they're sent into the game and torn apart.
All along thought they were routing for their home team,
They've worn out all the prayer in their hearts.
Well they tied that yellow ribbon round the oak tree.


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