Time's going by, it's alright, I feel it too
You know it's not real
But you can still feel
That weight pushing down on you
Hope, Hope, Hope, Hope, Hope, Hope
Hope, Hope, Hope, Hope in dead America
Hope, Hope, Hope, Hope in dead America
Don't run away now with those hopes and your dreams
That pit in your chest just ain't what is seems
I know you can't fix what ain't never been broke
But it seems these days nobody gets stoked
If you're like me then you hate what you see
When the business boys laugh when they take someones money
Hope, Hope, Hope, Hope, Hope, Hope
Hope, Hope, Hope, Hope in dead America
Hope, Hope, Hope, Hope in dead America