As you look around you
You see shame written on the walls
Written with their dignity
But don't listen
To what they say
As i believe
We are melodies that were meant to synchronize
As maybe its not my choice
Or maybe thats
Life in the Americas
And oh they say
Oh I love my country
And all the great things in it
But hail for the eagle
Even if it pokes your eye out
But don't worry it will only cost you a torn leg or a broken nose
So stand with your flags
Why do you care
Why do you care
But see what they'll make of you
With kilometers as your safety
So maybe we can die
With highly caloric foods
But i dont know
If the future waits for me
So tell me darling is it kind
And packaged for ocd
To make me feel more inclined with you
But what worth is freedom if you have to be chained to get it