The re-creation,
of a nation from hell.
But we only,
care about ourselves.

We cannot seem,
to unite as one.
And when we do,
it's by use of gun.

We are no stronger than,
we like to pretend we are.
We're falling apart at the seams,
the Untied States of America.

The world is looking,
for a brand new savior.
The Statue of Liberty,
needs someone to save her.

Every time we re-build,
chaos follows.
We can't correct our mistakes,
our minds are hollow.

We are no stronger than,
we like to pretend we are.
We're falling apart at the seams,
the Untied States of America.

Can we re-build?
Can we restart?
Can we re-program,
mans once great heart?

Can we unite?
Can we be one?
Or are we blind,
from looking into the sun?

We are no stronger than,
we like to pretend we are.
We're falling apart at the seams,
the Untied States of America.