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What more can be said in a dream when the world is a nightmare stream? The great golden papers are being shredded Open your eyes All the mountains and ashes from the buildings in your dreams Are now here for all of your eyes to see The unseen men with no names Watch us swallow each other whole as they control our stage The public are desensitized, for with no more truths, you might as well believe the lies The false idols are henchmen for something much bigger Entertainment, the great distraction, helps us forget it won't be long Before another pulls the trigger The endless wars, our own worst enemies Are the ones we have been fighting for How can we comprehend, as We The People, That our caste system: The poor, middle, upper, and Beyond Are as One, All equal? The Eagle of Freedom flies Captured by Truth and Justice Starved and caged, slowly he dies Hand over your hard earned money and citizen rights Under the flag you stand, next to the great Uncle Reflections of red, white and blue: Oh, colours so bright! We are just an experiment, animals in the zoo We are watched and studied, too The media and its advertising, the fishing bait Poisoned by consumption, Trust and don't ask questions For, as you know, it's the American way
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Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 8:09 PM UTC
The American Nightmare
What more can be said in a dream when the world is a nightmare stream? The great golden papers are being shredded Open your eyes All the mountains and ashes from the buildings in your dreams Are now here for all of your eyes to see The unseen men with no names Watch us swallow each other whole as they control our stage The public are desensitized, for with no more truths, you might as well believe the lies The false idols are henchmen for something much bigger Entertainment, the great distraction, helps us forget it won't be long Before another pulls the trigger The endless wars, our own worst enemies Are the ones we have been fighting for How can we comprehend, as We The People, That our caste system: The poor, middle, upper, and Beyond Are as One, All equal? The Eagle of Freedom flies Captured by Truth and Justice Starved and caged, slowly he dies Hand over your hard earned money and citizen rights Under the flag you stand, next to the great Uncle Reflections of red, white and blue: Oh, colours so bright! We are just an experiment, animals in the zoo We are watched and studied, too The media and its advertising, the fishing bait Poisoned by consumption, Trust and don't ask questions For, as you know, it's the American way
frankie-gestone
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36/M/American
Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 8:09 PM UTC
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