American Dream

I'ma just keep watching, I think my heart's stopping
 Nicotine fiend of a man
 I was born this way, I'm a government slave
 And I was raised on stolen land
 And it's a hard up kinda life
 Begging the ashtray for nickels and dimes
 Writing these songs trying to wrap my mind around
 A bullshit American dream
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 I'm still a six-gun owning, bet the truth hurts, don't it?
 Won't you catch me if you can?
 I hope all is well, it'll be a cold day in hell
 When you pry it from my dying hands
 'Cause it's a hard up kinda life
 When paying your dues don't get you by
 You're working all week to make some overtime
 To pay from this bullshit American dream
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 I've heard once to be dreaming
 Means you've got to be asleep
 And I've grown tired of counting these sheep
 I had a dream I was drugged
 And when I finally woke up
 I went and blew up my TV
 'Cause it's a hard up kinda life
 You're not allowed to get yourself a natural high
 Here's a pill to help you sleep, just give it some time
 Now you're addicted to this bullshit American dream
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 And it's a hard up kind of life
 Begging the ashtray for nickels and dimes
 Writing these songs trying to wrap my mind
 Around a bullshit American dream