i was born in the spring of nineteen ninety two,
decade seemed to fly by, so i just did what i had to do

i was becoming a product of what my culture told me

and could define myself by the materials it sold me

like a box that had been designed just to hold me

but as i started growing older, the world seemed colder

things i started learning felt like weight up on my shoulder

like this land we've grown up on isn't even ours

for wiping out a culture we deserve to be - hind bars

growing up, i was taught to bleed red white and blue,

but these ideals that they've given me aren't even close to true

corrupt politicians with their beneath the table deals

money for elections means so long for the ideals

government may be the truck, but business is the wheels

oil makes us go to war, but with official seals

i sure as hell may not be proud to be an american,

but i'll say it with pride.

i just want a place

where we all can reside

man i just want a place

where we all can reside

i feel like they've put me in a box just to hide

trapped by my own mind, from the inside

they say that only seeing is believing

i see so many others with the same feeling

soon we'll all push through this glass ceiling

then it'll be time for the healing

but i gotta ask myself what i wanna see

we gotta all decide on how we wanna be

its probably the right time to redefine free

thats a job for everyone, not just you and me

heres an idea, just how i would want to live

everyone gets their share, but in return you gotta give

we've got millions of people, each smart and unique

yet we're all just little drones, its pretty bleak

why not a system where we all get to speak

and no one again is ever called a freak


we're all beautiful

and we all deserve to live