Crushed Out -

There is a motive

Of men past their prime

Doing wrong because they can

Without consequence

To them, the world must be won

Our freedom used for war

Who gives a shit what is good

When it’s so exhausting?

There’s a quiet violence

That exists in my head

These words form a weapon

And we’re onto you now

People are beat down

Their hope crushed out

Your American Dream is a fucking nightmare

They take, dismantle and they break

And offer nothing in return

To a country that has given them

More than enough

They eat the flesh

Of the ones they claim to love

Bears a perfect smiles

The meat still between their teeth

Wearing crowns like they’re kings

Letting the rest fight for scraps

But you have been wounded

And we smell the blood

People are pissed off

They won’t back down

Your American Dream is not for them

You are not for them

You are not for them

You are not for them

You are not for us