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All of the scrutiny, I feel the eyes fall down upon me Is it amnesty? Or is it hang me from the gallows? Committed to the conviction I carry with me When I#m afraid of my name, I know i'm not free Turn it up loud Just to take it all away Try to shut us down but we won't be another casualty Born in the USA The fear, the guilt, the worry All the shame and hate The rat race and the hurry Saints and sinners Traders and thieves Crooks and killers Thugs and police Turn it up loud Just to take it all away Try to shut us down but we won't be another casualty From Letras Mania