This nation that you speak of when you reminisce
Is just a twisted memory
Of a time you couldn't see the wrong
All along
Rewritten... an entire people's history
Replete with pretty pictures
Guaranteed to keep you in your seats
While it all repeats
The truth of everything
You needed to see
Could make you disbelieve
What they're trying to feed
You've taken
The words you claim to hold so dear
And twisted them around until
They betray the ones they're mean to heal
And to shield
Mistaken for a criminal when just a child
Then judged and executed
All before the blue eyes of the law
The heart's left raw
And the truth is everything
That they're saying can't be
So question everything
Find the truth that you seek
All nations sit on either side or in between
Of lines drawn up by people
Unable to see what draws us near
Out of fear
Complacent... it's the perfect state to keep us in
How long will we all let them
Oh where will we finally draw the line
Or is this fine?