Текст песни Simulcast

The embodiment of innocence stripped from her own territory

America's child has passed so close to freedom

Now closest with her maker

The ten lifetimes of terror were experienced by this frail body

Where have our children gone?

They are not to be found amongst this tabloid filth over kill

An embarrassing lack of responsibility

A vicious cycle of soap opera drama pettiness

No known beginning and no end in sight

This must be our darkest hour

When gossip takes priority over our young

Are we this shallow?

Are we this apathetic?

Are we this bored?

Prove me wrong

The child is mine, now that she has been thrown away

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They suffer unto a grotesque attention, span deficit monster

They turned our play yards into graveyards

So we cried every night for a week

Squeezing as much concern allowed between each sports update

You cried every night for a week, yet I still mourn

Have you forgotten their faces?

Patience is a virtue, I won't instate

I must see the faces of every abductee

I must taste the pain

Remind me of our system atrocities

Don't let me forget, don't let me forget

Why haven't we drawn a line?

Instead, we feed and shelter them

We support the evil and pay their debts

We've paid their debts

Why can't we win?