The Discomfort of America
I hear America's discomfort
From all the Undertaking
All the complications
You hear them crying and yelling
cant you tell from the look in our eyes?
We're going nowhere
We Live our lives like we're ready to die
We're going nowhere
We can never escape o
Over and over
will we ever see the end?
Of the discomfort in America
We're stuck in the middle of this situation
Till the End
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