Sam's Town
Lyrics 
Nobody ever had a dream round here
But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me
Nobody ever pulls the seams round here
But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me
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Nobody ever had a dream round here
But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me
Nobody ever pulls the seams round here
But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me
full lyrics... 
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Features Of This Song
punk influences
a subtle use of vocal harmony
major key tonality
a vocal-centric aesthetic
electric rhythm guitars

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Holds my hand and lets my hair down
They're so scared of letting me shine
Why do you waste my time?
Nobody ever had a dream round here
(Woo)
I took a shuttle on a shockwave ride
I took a bullet and I looked inside it
Running through my veins an American masquerade
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You know I see London, I see Sam's Town
Well have you ever seen the lights?
But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me now
Where people on the pen pull the trigger for accolades
Have you ever seen the lights?
Rolls that world right off my shoulder
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But I know that I can make it
Every now and then
But I don't really mind that it's starting to get to me
I see London, I see Sam's Town now
Nobody ever pulls the seams round here
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I've got this sentimental heart that beats
So scared of what they'll find
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