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