Lyrics

Trying To Love In America

Power
Status
Cruelty
Madness

Controlling
Masses
These Violent Bastards

(But it doesn’t have to be like this, no it doesn’t have to be like this
No, no, no)

Division with precision, the lines have been drawn
No sympathy for these devils
They know no right from wrong

Haunted inheritance of sins unrepented
Legacies of eternal debt and resentment

But What If, What If, What If, What If
What If, What If, What If
What If The Divines Got Together
And Released The Storms To The Weather
The Oceans Are Meeting, We All Are Free Beings
I Can Almost Taste The Sweetest Nectar

Corruption
Perversion
Extraction
Exclusion

Exhausting
Confusion
Diluting The movement

(But it doesn’t have to be like this, no it doesn’t have to be like this
No, no, no)

But while everyones hurting and everyones sad
Billionaire bitches are stealing your bag
They sell us convenience for $1.99 but 99 have less than 1% odds are it’s crime
Ooooh its a crime
But What If, What If, What If, What If
What If, What If, What If
What If The Divines Got Together
And Released The Storms To The Weather
The Oceans Are Meeting, We All Are Free Beings
I Can Almost Taste The Sweetest Nectar