Lyrics:

Now the child is gone
Bombs on the beach
Why keep pretending that it's all out of reach?
Stunted
Confronted all my sanity
Flooded
Cold blooded
Full of vanity
You want my thoughts bought and sold
I won't buy
Won't die doing as I'm told
True west
Big contest
A big fish
Just a conquest
Home of the brave
Land of disbelief
US of A
Just an idea to me
Heaven embedded
The promised land
I said it
I meant it
Take me by my hand
True west
Big contest
A big fish
Just a conquest
Home of the brave
Land of disbelief
US of A
Just an idea to me
Now the child is gone
Bombs on the beach
Done pretending that it's all out of reach
Unafraid for the day we die
Found a way to clip my wings and fly
A lie of the mind
Unfurled
Meantime
More real than the real world
A lie of the mind
When nothings worth something, then how else will we know?
Disgusted
Untrusted
Cut me down so I can grow
I won't mind if you come with me and waste away our time
When we find another wall, am I really up to climb?
I am blind
Gave what's mine
Got time
Now I'm alive
A lie of the mind
Southbound on the run
Jesus' son
All that's lost, what a cost to have won
Miles and miles of stacks
Figures and facts
Just another stat