American Dreams

I say no to war, you say no to war, and we go to war again but the truth of the matter is - it stinks like the shit that you are. You've freedom to sell, you poisoned the well from heaven to hell and then you wonder why you can't f**kin think for yourself anymore. The end - does it justify the means? Angst and disgust - American dreams. I hate it myself - it's not what it seems to be. I distrust American dreams Your bringin me down, and bringin me down, and bringin me down again to the lows that were never ever reached or dreamed of before With weapons at bay, we're facing the day, embracing the cause for dissent then we'll justify our resolve well after the war. The end - does it justify the means? Angst and disgust - American dreams. I hate it myself - it's not what it seems to be. I distrust American dreams American Dreams!