Riding The Low — His Love Affair with Americana Is Over lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "His Love Affair with Americana Is Over" by Riding The Low.
Lyrics
All the moves implied
I meant it
Now the dark subsides
Demented
Life in slow lines
Scraping knuckles
On the way to be a man again
A man
This soul in repose
I’m rolling
Disfigured are the men
Their face maps roads
In time I’ll know my lane
If I get enough time
To turn this thing around
Demented
I meant it
It’s over now
This obsession ends
Required are the pieces of me
But the god’s created a mirage
Their lies
Our Fate
They ordered us to lay down
So we all just lay down
This affair I got with you
It’s over
Yeah I gave you my youth
I soldiered up
This bubblegum affair
Is a lot like youth
I’m not demented
I lent it
I rented it all out to you
I spent it
I spent it
I spent it
I spent it yeah
All the times I played
On these streets we made our own
Skipping school in self defence
All for a cause that never was
Sweet is the kick and the rhythm of thump
Bury your thoughts with the dying trades
But it’s my last chance to be alive again
Yeah
I meant it
And we got a long way to go
In the light of the dying trades
And we got a long way to go
In the light of the dying trades
And we still got a long way to go
In the light I’m dying
We got a long way to go
Cause in the light I’m dying out