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I've listened to all of your nonsense I've tried to make sense of it It's left me broke and bleeding Slow burn, American Rage I take the hours they give me My wife sleeps all alone My son, he barely knows me I am American Rage My father sweat oil in a flat field My mother taught children in school We fought, and saved, and prayed We bleed American Rage I work every second I'm breathing I'm on the clock every second I'm alive But still I'm slowly sinking I am American Rage I'll be right behind you in your dreams, dear - I'll be right behind you in your nightmare From Letras Mania