Текст песни America

I gave my heart and my soul.

My heart and soul and all I could give

For a reason to live.

Fidelity, always fidelity

Putting everything I was aside

And I tried to be the best in their eyes.

How could they do this

How could they do this

How could they do this to me?

Suffering, the pain and suffering.

Being separate again, separate again

From what I hold dear.

And the shame of the tears

Disappeared, the honors disappeared.

With the betrayal of trust my body and being.
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They washed their hands of me

Once and for all.

How could they do this

How could they do this

How could they do this to me?

This statistic wont lay down

Take a number or stand in line

This statistic wants to hear

That they're guilty about their crimes.

This statistic wont lay down

Take a number or stand in line

This statistic wants to hear

That they're guilty about their crimes.

America

Sick Of It All America