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American Hymn

by Ghost Cub

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American Hymn I Felt my heart hardening, with every breath I took I never felt it going in.
We measured distance in years and years; Inches apart but a lightyear too far.
I’m like a magnet, you can push me but I'm positively charged.
I wanted chemistry but instead I got a lesson in the physics of the heart.

If I'm not here I’m already in America, I'm lost without friends but, fuck, I'll just go alone!
New York City, singing hymns of every lie you ever told.

If you're unhappy then take it out on me, I beg you please!
I didn't know that this was leased!
Who could love a liar? A cheat?
Hung like a picture in a gallery, admiringly I gaze at our heavenly remains.
I’m like a magnet, you can push me but I’m negatively charged.
I wanted chemistry but instead I got a lesson in the physics of the heart.

If I’m not here I’m already in America. I'm lost without friends but, fuck, I'll just go alone!
New York City, singing hymns of every lie you ever told, a filigree of purest gold, and If I could take them back I don’t think I would.

My catalyst, I’ve barely missed your face at all.
(Look at you now! Sincerity kiss me now!)
It’s dramatic but I can barely risk another fall.
(Look at you now! Sincerity take a bow!)
If I was your alibi, what were your crimes you perpetrated?
Just explain if you could take them back, would you?

If I’m not here I’m already in America, I'm lost without friends but, fuck!, I'll just go alone!
New York City, singing hymns of every lie you ever told, a filigree of purest gold, and If I could take them back I don’t think I would.

You’re the salt in my wound. Thought will be the death of everything.

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released July 17, 2015

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