America

Album: Nine Lives (2012)
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  • With the Spread of the virus at the end of six weeks
    We go now to breaking news
    You know what they really hate about him
    28 suicides

    They wanna see blood,
    They wanna see hate,
    Like needle in your vain,
    Sickness with no name,
    In a world that's insane,
    Was America to blame?
    When you're prayin' for a change,
    To a god with no face!
    They wanna see blood,
    They wanna see hate,
    Like a fucking AK,
    Is going up in flames,
    In a world that's insane,
    Was America to blame?
    When you're prayin' for a change,
    To a god with no face!

    'Cause of I've got one religion
    And I've got one decision it's a big fuck you!
    I keep spitting in your face, every month and every day,
    Every time you hear my name my middle finger's up too.
    You think I own you, by ain't got no room for these hoes,
    'Cause they're no good, I ain't livin' by your own rules.
    You're gettin' older, full of liquor you're blowin'
    And you wanna be noticed but you're dying slowly
    So when they point the finger, you flip one back and say fuck that. Fuck that!
    So when they point the finger, we flip our backs and say fuck that. Fuck that!

    They wanna see blood,
    They wanna see hate,
    Like needle in your vain,
    Sickness with no name,
    In a world that's insane,
    Was America to blame?
    When you're prayin' for a change,
    To a god with no face!
    They wanna see blood,
    They wanna see hate,
    Like a fucking AK,
    Is going up in flames,
    In a world that's insane,
    Was America to blame?
    When you're prayin' for a change,
    To a god with no face!

    Eenie-meenie-minie-mo,
    Aach one is gonna know when your time is coming soon,
    'Cause there ain't enough of room in this world for us two.
    Yeah I hate to break the news,
    But I'll break it in this music to let world know who.
    Who you've been using, who you're abusing,
    It's the suits you've been fooling but you know that you're useless.
    So he's acting so ruthless, deep inside you're just ruined,
    'Cause I just keep on moving to show you the truth bitch.
    So when they point the finger, you flip one back and say fuck that. Fuck that!
    So when they point the finger, we flip our backs and say fuck that. Fuck that!

    They wanna see blood,
    They wanna see hate,
    Like needle in your vain,
    Sickness with no name,
    In a world that's insane,
    Was America to blame?
    When you're prayin' for a change,
    To a god with no face!
    They wanna see blood,
    They wanna see hate,
    Like a fucking AK,
    Is going up in flames,
    In a world that's insane,
    Was America to blame?
    When you're prayin' for a change,
    To a god with no face!

    Why can't you die!?
    Motherfucker just die!
    No more goodbyes!
    Just fucking die!

    They wanna see blood,
    They wanna see hate,
    Like needle in your vain,
    Sickness with no name,
    In a world that's insane,
    Was America to blame?
    When you're prayin' for a change,
    To a god with no face!
    They wanna see blood,
    They wanna see hate,
    Like needle in your vain,
    Sickness with no name,
    So when they point the finger,
    You flip one back and say fuck that. Fuck that!
    They wanna see blood,
    They wanna see hate,
    Like a fucking AK,
    Is going up in flames,
    So when they point the finger,
    We flip our backs and say fuck that. Fuck that! Writer/s: ARON ERLICHMAN, JIM MILNER
    Publisher: DOWNTOWN MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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