American Basements by The Penske File Lyrics

Quote from the song “American Basements” by The Penske File

Bent and battered teens and twentysomethings
Armed with pens, guitars, and cell phones
No, there's nothing to fix here, it's the way they wanna be
Wrapped in some perfect tragic poetry, you see

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[Verse 1]

Bent and battered teens and twentysomethings
Armed with pens, guitars, and cell phones
No, there's nothing to fix here, it's the way they wanna be
Wrapped in some perfect tragic poetry, you see

[Pre-Chorus]

Those small town deaths in big city limits
And housing people
They just leave you broken, broken

[Chorus]

And there's more here than you know
Ain't nothing like this back home
And there's more here than you know
In this little American basement

[Verse 2]

And the writing's on the wall

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Of old black ink and frozen feelings
There's something sweet in this savory hustle
From the flies in the sink

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[Pre-Chorus]

And they move to the beat that flows so freely
Free from the world outside
Free from the floor to the ceiling, ceiling

[Chorus]

And there's more here than you know
Ain't nothing like this back home
And there's more here than you know
Ain't nothing like this back home
And there's more here than you know
Ain't nothing like this back home

[Outro]

And we'll paint outside the frames
Searching for our names
In these little American
In these little American
In these little, these American basements
These American basements