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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