Micah Schnabel - American Static lyrics

Help me, I need nicotine and patience And some sort of salvation from a savior I can't find 'cause we all grow up to be our fathers Marrying the daughters of the men we once despised Now these small town kids are always running But they can't help from becoming The very thing they fear the most And these tattood girls are such a perfect cover But they make such lousy lovers, I have found I have found This American static So automatic 5-4-3-2-1 It all seems to only Make me more lonely 5-4-3-2-1 5-4-3-2-1 Well these late nights Quoting Kerouac and Wilde We just use them to revile those Who remind us of ourselves So call me when your parties over And the Sunday morning sober has you down Has us down This American static So automatic 5-4-3-2-1 It all seems to only Make me more lonely 5-4-3-2-1 5-4-3-2-1 This American static So automatic 5-4-3-2-1 It all seems to only Make me more lonely 5-4-3-2-1 5-4-3-2-1 5-4-3-2-1