Gatsbys American Dream - The Badlands

They call this the badlands, baby,
But it used to be bayou
The shore of an inland sea
But I can (hear you coming x8)

A hole in the world
And the light is leaking out
Spilling like water
And I can (hear you coming x8)

What new delivery is this?
I saw you rise
And creep across the sky.
And all night as I fled,
You came behind,
Eating all the stars.
Dig to find.
Why the light is left
Rocks and stones,
Skulls and bones,
Whispered stories,
Tales of glory, (and a tragic fall from grace x3)

And we're still falling just like the dinosaurs
And a tragic fall from grace.

Written by:
Kirk Christian Huffman, Nicholas Hunter Newsham, Robert Earl Darling, Rudy Byron Gajadhar

Publisher:
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