Sanoja: August Burns Red. Messengers. An American Dream.

Suffocation, suffocate with
With no room, room to breath, to breath

Forgive us for now is too late
This is not an American dream
This is no longer an American dream
This is no longer an American dream

We are trying to breathe
We are trying to breathe underwater
Trying to breathe underwater

The few, the proud, no longer sing their song
One nation under God, it's us against the world
One nation under God, it's us against the world
It's us against the world, us against the world
It's us against the world, us against the world

We've cut the tongue from society
Forcing consumption, never hearing no

We've brainwashed our children to believe this is destiny
Spoiled rotten, still counting their 1, 2, 3
We've brainwashed our children to believe this is destiny
Spoiled rotten, still counting their 1, 2, 3

Forgive us for now is too late
Forgive us for fueling the flame

This is not an American dream any longer
As we've become spoiled, rotten, counting your 1, 2, 3

Disease infesting our young
Beauty has become the beast
Beauty has become the beast

Now beauty has become the beast
Beauty has become the beast