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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
.SELF
.SELF
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Brayden Weber
Brayden Weber
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
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.SELF
Mischtechniker:in
Grade A Music
Grade A Music
Mischtechniker:in

Lyrics

American dream
Come fiends
Come this way
We’ll rob you of sleep
Suddenly, it’s the next day
Does anybody care for mankind?
Nobody out there wants to save us
Could give a fuck about some fake lines
We’ve made ourselves into some strangers
Pitted with forces that I can’t fight
Wish there was no such thing as paper
I knew a girl, her uncle raped her
Her daughter lived, she died in labor
Grandma is trying to support her
But there’s children dying at the border
And so much more that they don’t show us
Diversions just so we won’t notice
But all I know is focus comes in a wider frame
Keep your eyes open, it’s hopeless inside a cage
Written by: Brayden Weber
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