American Dreams

Look what's happened to my hands

I can't get past the blood on them

What's left behind another war

murder is so tragic but we want more

I wish that I could place the blame

on someone else's dream of pain

The things that foster panic here

remain obscured

remain unclear

Look what's happened to my arms

The strength to move's becoming calmed

What rights are mine are put to rest

recall my first name and fail the test

I wish that I could memorize

all the hopes and all the lies

The fortune that good men escape

Denys my tongue

Destroys my face

I've had enough of American Dreams

I've had enough of American Dreams

Look what's happened to my dreams

My nightmares speak in voices seen

we came to burn in the city on the hill

prescribe me faith, but give me pills

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