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Directed by: Eric Dicarlo and Taylor Rigg
@EricDicarlo41
@TaylorRigg
Filmed and Edited by: Eric Dicarlo and Taylor Rigg
Mixed and Mastered by: Carson Sekol
@CarsonSekol101
Lyrics:
Un_american_Dream
It’s a damn cold world that we’re living in. Choked out by original sin.
The whole world’s on fire and there’s blood in the streets.
Sell your soul for a piece of the American dream.
Preach
Dig deeper deceiver
6ft deep until you meet the reaper
So blinded. Misguided.
Safe to say where your loyalties’ residing
Your nothing more than a pest at best
A conscienceless degenerate with nothingness inside your chest
Looking down from your ivory pulpit
Spewing nothing but your goddamn bullshit
Viper viper dear god it’s a den of snakes
Corruption prospers, people suffer and the system shakes
Sick to death of selfishness, this lunacy and bigotry
The cost will be
bled from me,
They’re dead to me
So rest in peace
It’s a damn cold world that we’re living in. Choked out by original sin.
The whole world’s on fire and there’s blood in the streets.
Sell your soul for a piece of the American dream.
Goddamn
There’s a plague in the city, every man for himself.
No pity for the weak motherfuckers that deal in deceit.
They build on the bodies while you die in the streets.
The wolves have gotten inside, to kill you in your sleep.
Nothing’s getting better.
(Confide in your beliefs.)
There’s strength in numbers, divide until they’re weak.
You can’t kill the cancer- if you’re the disease
String ‘em up!
Propaganda naught but fear and disease
There’s panic in the street
There’s chaos in my dreams
Sold your souls out for American dreams
Now hang in misery from the gallows and sleep
The wolves have gotten inside, to kill you in your sleep.
Nothing’s getting better.
Confide in your beliefs
There’s strength in numbers, divide until they’re weak.
You can’t kill the cancer- if you’re the disease
Despair and disorder are all that they order
Speak your evil
Unleash your demons
Parasitic bastards they urge us to feed them
Leeches in my skin
My grief becomes their grin
They’ll never let hope win
This country’s a coffin
29 сен 2024
