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Well you just can't hide From your own lies They've been locked inside your head for too long Well, I know mine It's that even half the time I'm someone worthy of writing a song But I've gotta keep tryin' Cause I realized that layin' down and dyin' Isn't gonna get me nowhere well I'm not scared of death I've already breathed one final breath But as you can see, I'm still here Letras de canciones Well the businessmen can breathe And what's more They can achieve And they can watch you crumble away to dust Cause they know, but they don't care A dollar, to them, Is worth more than air That won't cause your own lungs to rust but our breaths are just pauses In the story we're all telling Bookending every moment In these lives that we're selling Well you can be whatever you want in America We know everything in America Well by our own suit and tie we're hanged in the museum halls but we're no still life in fact we've got no life left at all Well when we die, we become art But I knew right from the start They'd be selling us in the malls And there are craters in the earth And there are dust bowl blues And I know our own hands Are still bloody too And their graves spring up like strip malls Tattooed across our ancient walls And while kids are in the street All drunk with the world under their feet Well you know they can't stand at all Well we businessmen can't breathe Our lungs are choked, but we still believe that our breaths are just pauses In the story we're all telling Bookending every moment In these lives that we're selling Well you can be whatever you want in America We know everything in America From Letras Mania