I can’t find the meaning.. for I am much too late
to complicate the mission, to lie for my mistakes
and I still look for reason in pain and sorrow
I can’t tell the difference between your type and town
Make it in America.............still wishing on...
Way back in the distant lines of my mistakes
Severed any connections, to the way I made my take
I never had no reason to fall back on a job
cause I finished in 1st place wishing on a wooden star
Make it in America
Wasted in America
Made in America..............wishing on...
Call back on the weekend.. a meeting at the old estate
Another wild friday or make those same mistakes
but I still got opinions, and I still stay up late
drink until the morning.. I was made this way
Make it in America
Wasted in America
Made in America................wishing on...
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