LYRICS
Who needs drugs or a gun
When you’re already dead
From your heart to your head?
We’ve come undone
From the hatred we’ve bred
Standing way out in left field
America’s favorite passed time
Don’t ever show ’em how you feel
Or they’ll steal this bliss and our sublime
Blanding infecting the healed
America’s irate past lives
Selling the soul is “The Art of the Deal”
Watching as humanity dives
I understand the movement at hand
Is to harvest our “heart” land
And know the bounty will overflow
Our love can grow and grow
And then go and go
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: E D A / E C A / C E A / E A
Recording: digital stereo
Vocals, Guitar, Keyboard
From the album The End Game
by Daniel Brouse