A.D. Lyrics

The dream can't be
What it used to be, ever again

I don't want this dream or the grievance it brings
Can't justify greed at the cost of equality
Tangled in endless archaic chains
Of power, profit, gain
What about the poor bearing poverty's marks
What about the sick whose lives are torn apart
What about those whose rights aren't respected
A nation of youth dejected

It's time to rethink this dream you call American
Corrupt beliefs that some will call their heritage

A burdened soul once searching for liberty
Crowned in debt as the new face of slavery
Tied by design with a senseless hope
And a never ending rope
What about the leaders abusing authority
Corrupt moral compass, guarded bureaucracy
What about those who died so we can live
Our complacency must end

It's time to rethink this dream you call American
Corrupt beliefs that some will call their heritage

The dream can't be
What it used to be, ever again

Spirits of the slain
Hiding in the corners of my mind
Screaming when I kneel to look inside
Stomach fucking turning
And now it's disconcerting
Fight fire with fire, you'll see everyone's burning

Turn on the TV for the murder spree
Get distracted while they take your civil liberty
Thoughts ans prayers again ...
Is that what it'll take
Which industries profit while lives are at stake

Now hear the media fools discuss the killer's mind
Staring at the screen to tell us what they find
Manifesto, dollar worship, get on your knees
So they can sell us a cure for the American disease

It's time to rethink this dream you call American
Corrupt beliefs that some will call their heritage
It's time to rethink this dream you call American
So one day it can mean something real again