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It happens in America

“One Nation Under God”

A mass of hysteria

No large amount of love because

Only in America, they’ll push you to a point.

In this godless, helpless, country

The land we call America

There’s no such thing as respect

You never get what you expect

Cause only in America, they push you to a point.

Here in this teeming gas station,

There’s no time for hesitation

Many untold expectations

With deeply mixed conversations

Cause only in America, they push you to a point.

Enemies outside the border

Hit us from a deadly corner

Our hopes and dreams are here no longer

And egotistically we grow stronger

Cause only in America, they push you to a point.

The land of the free home of the brave

We slowly build a six-foot grave

And the justice that we crave

Is hiding in a distant cave

Cause only in America, they push you to a point.

In this country that we adore

Are wallowing is here no more

We leave the leftovers in the store

We have reached our frozen core

Cause only in America, they’ll push you to a point.