The city skyline
Seems extra hard tonight
No soft silhouettes
Just cold and angry lights
The air is heavy
With a mad desperation
Who'll prescribe the meds
For a sad and lonely nation?
This is it
This is the end
This is it
This is the end, now
The dollar works its way
Into our hearts and minds
Building personal barricades
And killing the softer kind (killing the softer kind)
They say money matters
Matters most to the very rich and poor
The ones in the middle, well
They just settle the score
This is it
This is the end
This is it
This is the end, now
This is it
This is the end
This is it
This is the end
Trade training wheels in for training bras
Our girls grow up too soon
Whatever happened to paper dolls
And watching the man in the moon
And watching that man in the moon and
This is it
This is the end
This is it
This is the end, now
This is it
This is the end
This is it
This is the end
Britt A.M. - This Is It Lyrics
Britt A.M. - This Is It Lyrics
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The city skyline
Seems extra hard tonight
No soft silhouettes
Just cold and angry lights
The air is heavy
With a mad desperation
Who'll prescribe the meds
For a sad and lonely nation?
This is it
This is the end
This is it
This is the end, now
The dollar works its way
Into our hearts and minds
Building personal barricades
And killing the softer kind (killing the softer kind)
They say money matters
Matters most to the very rich and poor
The ones in the middle, well
They just settle the score
This is it
This is the end
This is it
This is the end, now
This is it
This is the end
This is it
This is the end
Trade training wheels in for training bras
Our girls grow up too soon
Whatever happened to paper dolls
And watching the man in the moon
And watching that man in the moon and
This is it
This is the end
This is it
This is the end, now
This is it
This is the end
This is it
This is the end
Seems extra hard tonight
No soft silhouettes
Just cold and angry lights
The air is heavy
With a mad desperation
Who'll prescribe the meds
For a sad and lonely nation?
This is it
This is the end
This is it
This is the end, now
The dollar works its way
Into our hearts and minds
Building personal barricades
And killing the softer kind (killing the softer kind)
They say money matters
Matters most to the very rich and poor
The ones in the middle, well
They just settle the score
This is it
This is the end
This is it
This is the end, now
This is it
This is the end
This is it
This is the end
Trade training wheels in for training bras
Our girls grow up too soon
Whatever happened to paper dolls
And watching the man in the moon
And watching that man in the moon and
This is it
This is the end
This is it
This is the end, now
This is it
This is the end
This is it
This is the end
Writer: Britt Meierhofer
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Copyright: Lyrics © Distrokid