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Teksty: Walls Of Jericho. The American Dream.

Fuck the American Dream.
I know it all too well, I've watched my whole life.
I've felt those callused hands and looked into those broken eyes.
One more bleeding heart that will never see its time.
You suffer to survive, it will bury you alive.

Fuck this place, burn it down. Everything I've loved is gone.
This is not my home, I've played my final song.
Tear us down, free us all.

Sell your soul for something meaningless.
A slow death for the corporate mess, and we call this happiness.
What are we left with in the end? Defeat.
A lifetime of obedience kicking in your teeth.

Fuck this place, burn it down. Everything I've loved is gone.
This is not my home, I've played my final song.
Tear us down, free us all.

We were sold a promise of a better tomorrow,
Fuck the American Dream.
We were told that our choices were our own,
Fuck the American Dream.
Promised the opportunity of a lifetime,
Fuck the American Dream.
Deceived we could be all we can be.
Fuck the American Dream.
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