American Dream

Well, I'ma just keep watching

I think my hearts stopping

Nicotine fiend of a man

I was born this way

I'm government slave and

I was raised on stolen land

It's a hard up kind of life

Begging the ashtray for nickels and dimes

Writing these songs, trying to wrap my mind

Around a bullshit American dream

I'm still a six-gun owning

Bet the truth hurts don't it?

Won't you catch me if you can?

I hope all is well

It'll be a cold day in hell

When you pry it from my dying hands

‘Cause it's a hard up kind of life

When paying your dues don't get you by

You're working all week to make some overtime

To pay for this bullshit American dream

I've heard once to be dreaming means you've got to be asleep

And I've grown tired of counting these sheep

I had a dream I was drugged and when I finally woke up

I went and blew up my TV

‘Cause it's a hard up kind of life

When you're not allowed to get yourself a natural high

Here's a pill to help you sleep just give it some time

Now you're addicted to this bullshit American dream

And it's a hard up kind of life

Begging the ashtray for nickels and dimes

Writing these songs trying to wrap my mind

Around a bullshit American dream