"AMERICAN DREAM" lyrics

"AMERICAN DREAM"

Rise and shine
I am waking up
To a stranger's American dream

The stairway to heaven is oh so cheap
Fool's gold and the myth of meritocracy
Ooh

The closest to death that I've ever been
Was in a room full of people who begged to hear me sing like
Ooh

Lately I've been feeling guilty
Dancing like a star
Living at the Premier Inn where
A day drink turns into a daydream
I am at the movies, I am on the big screen

My friends are on the radio
And I put my grief in stereo
I play it loud, and play the show

Tell my mother not to call
I'm working myself to the bone
If that's the dream, it's what I want

Rise and shine
I'm waking up
To a stranger's American dream

I wake at 5AM, call it discipline
I'm like an early bird that's forgotten how to sing
Talk myself down at the kitchen sink
I get what I want, then I just get sick

All my lovers wish that I could just sleep in
But I can't stand to be touched, can't stand to be kissed
I just think about myself and I don't want kids
I write shit in these songs that I know I'll regret

Lately I've been feeling filthy
Painting starry nights in the artex on the ceiling
This is sacred, trying to make ends meet
This is what I wanted
This is what I'm getting

My friends are on the radio
And I put my grief in stereo
I just play it loud, and play the show

I get what I want then I thank God
The truth is that we never talk
I get what I want, it's not enough
I get what I need, then I fuck it up

Lately I want to feel guilty
Dancing like a star
Living at the Premier Inn, where
I've been feeling like a damn machine
But I am picture perfect
See me on your big screen

My friends are on the radio
And I put my grief in stereo
I just play it loud, and play the show

I get what I want then I thank God
The truth is that we never talk
And what I want it's not enough
I get what I need, then I fuck it up

Oh


Writer(s): Erin Lecount
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