Are We Really Own

we're told we've got a brand of pride that nothing can take away engraved in minds from oug to old the letters u.s.a controlling your emotions and convincing you its fair but no one ever questions what the voices say is there and someone could explain to me why everything's
for sale but the one's who make the profit had the sameone put in jail and everyday in your hometown the pressure takes its toil another loyal
citizen is hanging from a flag pole the tears are streaming down his face they shower him with guilt the thought of what he knew his hands had went ahead and built and in our hearts we've know it's just another holocaust that's all really own swallow your pride