[music by pepa/galeon/cavestany, lyrics by galeon]



turning knot rotting in my gut

got me feeling so corrupt



like a second hand politician

i'm a study in malnutrition

every star i see i'm wishing

got a deathbed at 12th and mission



new kind of...



long ago once upon a time

hundred miles an hour time flew by



now gravestones become friends

practice voo doo superstition

like an archangel from heaven

got a deathbed at 12th and mission



in need of sleep we crawl the street

american dream gone

blood dirt money hustle and scheme

american dream gone

in need of sleep we crawl the street

american dream gone

blood dirt money hustle and scheme

american dream gone



mentally unfed

spiritually dead

the flock's been misled

new kind of wicked



turning knot rotting in my gut

got me feeling so corrupt

stomach's screaming deep inside

another day got no place to hide



in need of sleep we crawl the street

american dream gone

blood dirt money hustle and scheme

american dream gone

in need of sleep we crawl the street

american dream gone

blood dirt money hustle and scheme

american dream gone

in need of sleep we crawl the street

american dream gone

blood dirt money hustle and scheme

gone