Spoon-fed until we die
A rotten apple pie
This American lie, it goes like so
"I never want to do you wrong"
Keep your eyes on the prize
Remain mesmerized
The tattoo on your thigh
How could I know?
"I never want to do you wrong"
Every mistake I've ever made
In neon, brilliantly displayed
If I analyze them enough, my debt will be paid
Well, what if you
Keep your eyes on the prize of breath in your lungs
Yes, of simply being alive full of songs yet unsung
What if the stinger of life hadn't stung?
You wouldn't know how, truly
I never want to do you wrong
Believe me, I never want to do you wrong
I never want to do you wrong
I never want to do you wrong
Good Boy Cheerleader - Notes on America, My Ex & God (feat. nonameforareason) Lyrics
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Spoon-fed until we die
A rotten apple pie
This American lie, it goes like so
"I never want to do you wrong"
Keep your eyes on the prize
Remain mesmerized
The tattoo on your thigh
How could I know?
"I never want to do you wrong"
Every mistake I've ever made
In neon, brilliantly displayed
If I analyze them enough, my debt will be paid
Well, what if you
Keep your eyes on the prize of breath in your lungs
Yes, of simply being alive full of songs yet unsung
What if the stinger of life hadn't stung?
You wouldn't know how, truly
I never want to do you wrong
Believe me, I never want to do you wrong
I never want to do you wrong
I never want to do you wrong
A rotten apple pie
This American lie, it goes like so
"I never want to do you wrong"
Keep your eyes on the prize
Remain mesmerized
The tattoo on your thigh
How could I know?
"I never want to do you wrong"
Every mistake I've ever made
In neon, brilliantly displayed
If I analyze them enough, my debt will be paid
Well, what if you
Keep your eyes on the prize of breath in your lungs
Yes, of simply being alive full of songs yet unsung
What if the stinger of life hadn't stung?
You wouldn't know how, truly
I never want to do you wrong
Believe me, I never want to do you wrong
I never want to do you wrong
I never want to do you wrong
Writer: Ryan Finney
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