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The American Nightmare Continues


Place of great opportunity

Land of unity

More riches soon to be

Someday, happy you could be

Sadly, that's what they want you to hear

Let take what they have

So, we can look big and bad

Get these damn natives out of here

Give these other lands something to fear

Later we shall not let them in here

The invasion of deadly drugs

Increased usage of guns

Churches no longer to be trusted

Deception shadows over the public

As problems worsen, they just say "Fuck it"

One inferior president after another

All alone are unsupported mothers

Streets being owned by the broke

People with loss of hope

An American dream that was doped up

 

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