peter coyle: Music

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American beauty

There is fun she said
You see the innocent just being prepared
There are guns inside your head
The power is yours
Erase your death
There is sex she smiled
Right here just say the word and I?ll be yours
There are fists inside your eyes
Take out the soul
And guess the rest

American beauty
American beauty

In the zone she said
You feel no pain at all
You?re just grotesque
Nice and cold she said
You break the fragile minds
Of all your friends
Burn the groove of hate
You see the flying blind
Just being rehearsed
In the phase of war
You get the taste of blood
Like nothing else

American beauty
American beauty

I feel lonely
I feel lonely
I feel lonely

American beauty
American beauty