American Man

Duration

3:40

Genres

Alt. Rock

Description

Lyrics

Your mind is your own prison Do you expect me to believe that your eyes are both so callused that neither one can see all of the beautiful people floating on the breeze? Perception clouds the sky with debris Empty pockets of promises skating across the sky Your beautiful face rests in the palms of your hands, girl What are you trying to hide? I am an American Man There's no blood on my hands I've got no agenda, this is not your nominal fee And to please me, It doesn't come easy but maybe I'm searching for something - that just isn't there You tell me the sky is falling and I look around and see that while the rest of us are standing up you are living on your knees I truly believe that you can accomplish whatever 'tis you dream But believe me they won't reach reality if you live your life asleep I ain't alone in the stratosphere making my way toward the sun so I can assure you, as the sky starts to fall it ain't gonna hurt anyone (but you, as you sing) I am an American Man with some time on my hands I've got no regression I don't need no reason to see what's in front of me, I am what I want to be I'm searching for something I'll only need more of, Maybe there's nothing worth searching for I am an American Man I've got scars on my hands for what I believe in, you can't believe in a word that I say And I promise you, there ain't nothing wrong with losing yourself over something that just isn't there