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  • Текст песни Rise Against - Mourning In Amerika

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    Stand by to switch on, we fire on all pistons
    We're singing along but no one is listening
    From dusk until dawn we stay up to carry the flame
    And when it's all said and done in these alternate endings
    When nothing is left but the stragglers and empties
    We're sleeping it off just to wake up and start it again
    So burn the statues to the ground, it's time to lay your weapons down
    Bound for glory on this train but there's a bridge out up ahead
    Noise cancel, drown the signal out
    Change channels, manufacture doubt
    When the only thing we'll fight for ever day
    Is a better seat on a crashing...
    Plain to see but hard to breathe
    The streets are full of tumbleweeds

    And now it's morning in the streets of amerika
    But we don't go outside anymore
    The radio blasts hysteria, with a television sideways on the floor

    Under moonlit skies and surveillance as we cheer from
    The stands in the stadiums on a jumbotron
    We all sing along to escape
    Once we were the lighthouse to the world's most desperate ships
    But what we became was a towering flame
    Leading the moth right into it
    Now we are waking up to the phone lines cut

    Because it's morning in the streets of amerika
    And we don't go outside anymore
    The radio blasts hysteria, while the television's sideways on the floor

    With the teleprompter in our faces
    We don't even know what we're saying
    A car that's slowly crashing and we can't look away
    Parading to the edge of a cliff now and trying to
    Figure out how to get down while the night is fast approaching
    Will we even recognize our former lives in this artificial light?

    Morning in the streets of Amerika
    And we don't go outside anymore
    There's something wrong with the stereo and the television's sideways
    We're mourning in the streets of Amerika, mourning in the streets of Amerika
    We're mourning in the streets of Amerika, mourning in the streets of Amerika

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