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Verse 1
Who are we 

Who are we really
But pawns
Just to make

Political history
Regardless
Of what it actually 

Fucking means
To you and me
Both sides
Have shown
Who they truly are
Hell one has 

Admitted to being
A wannabe Hitler
And we called him God
And are begging him
To fix a country
We are still in denial
About why it is actually broken

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Make America great again
How about make it great
To begin with
We fuck up
Deny it

Rinse repeat
America 
We can be better than this
Why aren't we

Verse 2
America
A country 

That likes to claim

It has a target
On it's back
Never willing to admit
That we put it there
America 

The country
That gave me life
Then made me question
Fucking everything
Better than this
We are capable of being
We just won't do it
And I for one 
Want to know why
My own country
Doesn't seem to give a damn
When it's own people cry

Chorus