Tekst Utworu

We crave plastic candy rings From grocery store cheap vending machines We wait at the bus stop Counting change To barely pay the fare We don't complain about it What good would that do? We suck it up and shut up Can never come up for air Quicksand beneath our feet American dream sinks slowly Waiters serving the elite For their night on the town While we roam the streets Quicksand beneath our feet One more fight, another defeat Can't withstand this desert heat anymore They don't see the pain Delusional, high society Blue blood, high class, aristocrats Where's lady liberty? We don't complain about it What good would that do? We suck it up and shut up Can never come up for air Quicksand beneath our feet American dream sinks slowly Waiters serving the elite For their night on the town While we roam the streets Quicksand beneath our feet One more fight, another defeat Can't withstand this desert heat anymore Won't be your loose change, You can't let us slip away Won't be your loose change, Don't let us slip away Quicksand beneath our feet American dream sinks slowly Waiters serving the elite For their night on the town While we roam the streets Quicksand beneath our feet One more fight, another defeat Can't withstand this desert heat anymore (Quicksand) quicksand beneath our feet American dream sinks slowly (Quicksand) waiters serving the elite For their night on the town While we roam the streets Quicksand beneath our feet One more fight, another defeat Can't withstand this (quicksand) desert heat anymore
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