Papa Roach - American Dreams - Remastered 2020

It feels like American dreams caught on fire We're tearing down the white picket fences A soldier bleeds and a soldier dies Have you ever thought that war was a sickness? I'm a son of it, fucked up from it Casualty of my family 'cause of it We dare to dream or live to die Reunited by the truth at the right time Something's wrong here, or so it seems 'Cause I'm not sleeping in American dreams, American lies We're trying to see through the smoke in our eyes So give me the truth, don't tell me your lies 'Cause it's harder to breathe when you're buried alive By American dreams With every bullet hole, there's a blood stain Another family that's struggling to keep sane 'Cause their neighborhood ain't a safe place Got us all wearing black every Sunday And I'm growing numb to the violence Sing along to the sound of the sirens We're trying to keep ourselves alive But it's hard to get by when it feels like Something's wrong here, or so it seems 'Cause I'm not sleeping in American dreams, American lies We're trying to see through the smoke in our eyes So give me the truth, don't tell me your lies 'Cause it's harder to breathe when you're buried alive By American dreams 'Cause I'm not sleeping in American dreams, American lies We're trying to see through the smoke in our eyes So give me the truth, don't tell me your lies 'Cause it's harder to breathe when you're buried alive By American dreams By American dreams