American Lead

One two three four
How many guns can a country hold
Five six seven eight
How many bodies in our wake
Bang bang, bring the hell
No where left to run I yell
Casualty, nicked in the head
The gunman clicked me full of lead

Eyes up hold a loaded gun
The world is run
By the highest bidder
Take out
The common man
Phony righteous plan
To pull the plug

Classroom dignity is sprayed over the walls
The words they said to me had lead them to their beds
I'll show them all
The ancestors are wrong
Our arms are dealing harm

One two three four
How many guns can a country hold
Five six seven eight
How many lie, in your wake

Take cover hide away the pain
We can't explain
Why we built this prison
You and i will never live the same
The acid rain
Keeps us trapped forever
A lonely train at the station
It waits for us, our key to salvation
Feeling of trepidation
Are you dead inside
Look with your eyes

One two three four
How many guns can a country hold
Five six seven eight
No more...

FUCK

Time and Time and Time again
The world is forced to take a look inside
The barrel of a broken mind

Watch as we
Fall to the enemy
Anxiety
A future won't agree
Follow me
Run away
We're the refugee
Time's running out
As we
Fall to the enemy
I can't believe
In the misery
Americans
Use lead to disagree
And I am giving up!

I may fall, but you'll never break me
Broken bottles, littered around you
Rebellion; your lies won't deface me
A hellion, I fight your Insanity

Make the call, but you won't ignore me
Abandoned cars; the grounds flood with gasoline
We'll move on but you won't forsake me
Lit the flame, but
You didn't wait for me