Autobiography Of A Nation

Write these words back down, inside

We have burned their villages

People in them died

We adopt their customs

And everything they say we steal

(All the dreams they had we kill)

Still, we all sleep sound tonight

Is this what you wanted to hear?

We erased their images and dance

And replaced them with borders and flags

(Everything you said you stole)

(Everything you said you stole)

At the top of this timeline you'll remember

This is the lipstick on the collar

And in my own life I've seen it in the mirror

Sometimes at the cost of others' hopes

Write these words back down, inside

That's where you need it the most

And without conviction of heart

You will never feel it at all

Yeah, we all dance to the same beat when we're marching

Yeah, the TV tells us everything we need

And this scene is painted in all the fashions of the moment

And history is all the same

Everything you say you stole

Every dream you dream you bought