Red, White, (Black) And Blue
The stars and stripes are falling down tonight
All are set ablaze by the left and the right
A nation divided by the choices we've made
Suffocating from the bulk of our hate
The land of the free is shackled and chained
Foaming at the mouth at the promise of change
Freedom from tyranny – all but our own
Our brand of violence is all we condone
Red is the blood that we spill
White are the lies that we tell
Bruised from the pain we go through
Red and white, we'll leave you black and blue
We're the United States of hypocrisy, casting judgment on all that we see
We're the United States of anarchy, the wretched refuse of democracy
We have the right to bear arms, but cannot pull the trigger
As we tear ourselves down, we're only making them bigger
If you fight for your rights you might end up dead
With the government's gun pressed to your head
We are legion, for we are many
Don't let them take us for every penny
United we stand, united we fight
We'll make them beg for their lives
So send us your tired, your poor, and your weak
We need them all for the media machine
Send your tired, poor, and weak
For the media machine
All are set ablaze by the left and the right
A nation divided by the choices we've made
Suffocating from the bulk of our hate
The land of the free is shackled and chained
Foaming at the mouth at the promise of change
Freedom from tyranny – all but our own
Our brand of violence is all we condone
Red is the blood that we spill
White are the lies that we tell
Bruised from the pain we go through
Red and white, we'll leave you black and blue
We're the United States of hypocrisy, casting judgment on all that we see
We're the United States of anarchy, the wretched refuse of democracy
We have the right to bear arms, but cannot pull the trigger
As we tear ourselves down, we're only making them bigger
If you fight for your rights you might end up dead
With the government's gun pressed to your head
We are legion, for we are many
Don't let them take us for every penny
United we stand, united we fight
We'll make them beg for their lives
So send us your tired, your poor, and your weak
We need them all for the media machine
Send your tired, poor, and weak
For the media machine
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Writer(s): Robie Jordan
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