American Savage Songtext
von Thieving Birds

These kids keep getting younger
And I′m aging like a brick of clay
I've got good intentions
But they rest
Every seventh day

I′m givin' to smoking
I'm givin′ to drinking
I′m givin' to throw it away
These kids keep getting younger
And I′m aging like a brick of clay

Are you still gonna to love me
When i leave without saying goodbye?
Would you write six dozen letters
Start "I love you and I hope you die"


Cause I'm givin′ to cursing
I'm givin′ to fighting
I'm givin' to spit in your eye
Are you still gonna love me
When I leave without saying goodbye?

It′s four in the morning
October is closing it′s door
You had all you ever wanted
But you looked for what you thought was more

And I'm givin′ in to moving
I'm givin′ in to rambling
I'm givin′ in to four on the floor
I've been fighting so long
That I've forgotten what I′m fighting for

I′m givin' to moving
I′m givin' to rambling
I′m givin' to four on the floor
I′ve been fighting so long
That I've forgotten what I'm fighting for
I′ve been fighting so long
That I′ve forgotten what I'm fighting for