Текст песни Papa Roach — American dreams

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It feels like, American dreams caught on fire;
We're tearing down the white picket fences.
A soldier bleeds, and a soldier dies.
Have you ever thought
That war was a sickness?
I'm a son of it,
Fucked up from it,
Casualty of my family 'cause of it.
We dare to dream,
Or live to die
Reunited by the truth at the right time.

Something's wrong here
Or so it seems
Cause I'm not sleeping in

American dreams,
American lies.
We're trying to see through the smoke in our eyes.
So give me the truth.
Don't tell me your lies.
Cause it’s harder to breathe
When you're buried alive
By American dreams.

With every bullet hole, there's a blood stain.
Another family that's struggling
To keep sane 'cause their neighborhood,
Ain't a safe place
Got us all wearing black every Sunday.
And I'm growing numb to the violence.
Sing along to the sounds of the sirens
We're trying to keep ourselves alive
But it’s hard to get by when it feels like

Something's wrong here
Or so it seems
Cause I'm not sleeping in

American dreams,
American lies.
We're trying to see through the smoke in our eyes.
So give me the truth.
Don't tell me your lies.
Cause it's harder to breathe
When you're buried alive
By American dreams.

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