I feel the way you feel
But that don't mean it's up to me
To choose who lives and dies
For that you've got yourselves to blame
No, I don't wanna hear you say
It's anybody else's fault
Daddy, don't take our toys away
How can we make the bad guys pay
If daddy takes all our toys away?
Boo-hoo, we need more thoughts and prayers
This is our america
Lick the pavement, it tastes like american blood
There is nothing better
Than the freedom to bleed on american ground
I see the things you see
But they don't look the same to me
I'm all the way up here
At least that's where I'm believed to be
I am a collective fantasy
Another one comes and passes by
In god we trust to do what's right
I guess he thinks those kids deserved to die
All the guns are loaded with your thoughts and prayers
This is our america
Lick the pavement, it tastes like american blood
There is nothing better
Than the freedom to bleed on american ground