The Destruction Of The Cult Of The Sun - Red Hot American Dream

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verse 1
Wet skin
Backseat
Eyes wide
Palm tree
That call
Sunscreen
Red hot american dream

pre-chorus
Yeah it’s hell but one thing soothes me
I know where to get good sushi

chorus
Don’t know where we’re wrong - a summer long
Don’t know where we’re wrong - a summer long
Don’t know where we’re wrong - a summer long
Don’t know where we’re wrong - a summer long

verse 2
Ice cream
Sun kiss
She screams
Red lips
Eyes closed
Drеaming
Eyes closed
Dreaming

pre-chorus
Yеah it’s hell but one thing soothes me
I know where to get good sushi

chorus
Don’t know where we’re wrong - a summer long
Don’t know where we’re wrong - a summer long
Don’t know where we’re wrong - a summer long
Don’t know where we’re wrong - a summer long

pre-outro
Don’t know where we’re wrong - a summer long (and i don’t, no i don’t, no i don’t wanna forget about it)
Don’t know where we’re wrong - a summer long (no i don’t, no i don’t, no i don’t wanna forget about it)
Don’t know where we’re wrong - a summer long (and i don’t, no i don’t, no i don’t wanna forget about it)
Don’t know where we’re wrong - a summer long (no i don’t, no i don’t, no i don’t wanna forget about it)

outro
Wet skin
Backseat
 
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