Lyrics

God, I fuckin' hate it here
Nothing much has changed in the last 20 years
A couple old guys who decide what's right
Telling us lies in the news each night
And I'm not offended anyway
I just don't like the old American way
Land of the free
Home of the brave
Another beautiful day in the USA
(It's a God fearing country)
(Who keeps a gun at its waist)
(It's ironic that they're really only scared of being replaced)
I might be a pessimist
A divided American
Raised on a narrative
I think there's something I missed
I think I'm getting close to giving up hope
But what about living?
What about loving?
What about dying for something worth trying?
I think I'm getting close to giving up hope
If you have a problem
Take it up with God
I don't hate you
I just do this, I'm taught love thy neighbor
Love thy gun
Thoughts and prayers while the school kids run
(It's a God-fearing country)
(Who keeps a gun at its waist)
(It's ironic that they're really only scared of being replaced)
I might be a pessimist
A divided American
Raised on a narrative
I think there's something I missed
I think I'm getting close to giving up hope
But what about living?
What about loving?
What about dying for something worth trying?
I think I'm getting close to giving up hope
I might be a pessimist
A divided American
Raised on a narrative
I think there's something I missed
I think I'm getting close to giving up hope
But what about living?
What about loving?
What about dying for something worth trying?
I think I'm getting close to giving up hope
Written by: Alexander Alston, Casey Shea Donnelly
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