40 Below Summer
40 Below Summer - Painting The White House Black songtekst
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Now stand atop your soapbox And just tell us what we want to hear And talk in circles Until the words become unclear We can afford to be hypnotised by design To be left uncured There is no hope for us Further down the ladder We fall and splatter And gather the remains just to feed again Why don't you tell me What it's like to be a free man? What it's like to have the whole damn world In the centre of your motherfucking hand So try and tell me of the American dream Tell me what it's like to live inside a castle Made of motherfucking sand Now smile for the camera And talk about your masterplan That we must follow Because the hour is at hand We have no time to be patronised By the eyes and the smile so pure Pulling on the lever You think you're clever You bartered our beliefs just to be a king Why don't you tell me What it's like to be a free man? What it's like to have the whole damn world In the centre of your motherfucking hand So try and tell me of the American dream Tell me what it's like to live inside a castle Made of motherfucking sand I can heal a world by killing you (x2) I can fix a fucking world by killing you I can heal the world by killing you If you live by the now then you die by the strong I can heal the world by killing you Now this bullet is going straight fucking through I can fix the fucking world by killing you You decide who lives and dies, don't you? I can heal the world by killing you I'll cleanse the world, motherfucker I can heal the world by killing you (x2) I can fix the world by killing you I can heal the world by killing you Why don't you tell me What it's like to be a dead man? What it's like to have a motherfucking truck In the centre of your motherfucking head You tried to sell me Like an American good man Tell me what it's like to be another body Buried deep under the scams of another politician