American

he's got more hair on his chin than on top
he thinks it's a reason that his life should stop
and he'll never admit the reality of the plot
cause he's American... and they're a fucked up lot

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you deny it
then you accept it
and in-between you lost it
mommie can't save you
in fact, she'd disown you
if she wasn't in it too

he's gunna cash in his chips cause of the liars
he believes what they say with steel grip pliars
what he doesn't know is that they're buildin' up a fire
burning him down... while he sings in the choir

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there's a place in this world for the worst of the worst
and they're more than happy to chauffer your hearse
just like Eve giving the apple to adam
their future looks bright...until you join 'em

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