Rolling Letra

American War

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Letra de Rolling
I was a young boy of twenty years
When I felt the sky crashing down upon my bones
As we drove that car down the longest highway
The longest highway that man has ever known

Afterwards, my life was like a movie
With credits rolling, rolling, rolling, fade to black
And I just walked right into the sunset
My back to all, to all: I won't be back
Oh, I won't be back

And then I found myself sitting in the corner of a house
The house where I grew up
It was so vast and lonely
Without the furniture and familiar sense of home

And they would say to me, "Son, you'll grow up real fast."
Comfort intended, but simply empty words
I had two options of which I was aware
Get my ass to work, or die right then and there
Die right then and there