American - Spook Houses

Hold on to these quiet moments

Savor them soft, don’t let them pass

But right now, I don’t feel like it

I’m drunk and I feel like shit

If I don’t leave this room soon

All my bones will break in two

Think what I should, think what I should

Have till today to have it come out good

American, American

This dream’s all I got to keep me going, keep me going

Keep me going, keep me going

If I ever end up where I aim

Part of me knows it will be the same

Climbing mountains, climbing mountains

It taught me that I don’t like to win

American, American