I see you clinging, sterotyping Just to feel comfort, just to belong Desperate for meaning to make sense of your life Let me try to make you understand You got it wrong
Youre not gonna catch me waving flags over my head Looking straight and standing tall I refuse to build te wall by adding my own bricks that seperates us all
I'd rather die than be a part of your pride
This aint the homeland they've written books on Never have been there,how would you know? Following footsteps that will get you nowhere and living by some rules hat were made up One hundred years ago