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Dear America, we are your sons / We fight your wars / You’ve locked your doors / Apathy / Despondency / They’re killing me / Like blackened lungs / Like failing hearts / And False starts / This is / You sleep your life away / where’s the credit in living / Those pains in your chest / are gifts that keep giving / You are America, I say that with concern / You find your only solace in the money that you earn / American living / Now you’re living the American Dream / Nothing’s really how it seems
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