American Dreams Lyrics - Fistful Of Hate - Pro-pain

I say no to war, you say no to war, 

and we go to war again 

but the truth of the matter is - 

it stinks like the shit that you are. 

You've freedom to sell, you poisoned 

the well from heaven to hell and then 

you wonder why you can't fuckin think 

for yourself anymore. 

The end - does it justify the means? 

Angst and disgust - American dreams. 

I hate it myself - it's not what it seems to be. 

I distrust American dreams 

Your bringin me down, and bringin me down, 

and bringin me down again 

to the lows that were never ever 

reached or dreamed of before 

With weapons at bay, we're facing the day, 

embracing the cause for dissent 

then we'll justify our resolve well after the war. 

The end - does it justify the means? 

Angst and disgust - American dreams. 

I hate it myself - it's not what it seems to be. 

I distrust American dreams