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This is not America
Shalalalala
Shalalalala
A little piece of you,
The little piece in me,
Will die
(this is not a miracle)
For this is not America
The little piece in me,
Will die
(this is not a miracle)
For this is not America
Blossom fails to bloom this season,
Promise not to stare,
Too long
(this is not America)
For this is not the miracle
Promise not to stare,
Too long
(this is not America)
For this is not the miracle
There was a time,
A storm that blew, so pure
For this could be the biggest sky
And I could have the faintest idea
A storm that blew, so pure
For this could be the biggest sky
And I could have the faintest idea
For this is not America
Shalalalala
Shalalalala
Shalalalala
Shalalalala
Shalalalala
This is not America (No)
This is not
Shalalalala
This is not
Shalalalala
Snowman melting from the inside
Falcon spirals to,
The ground
(this could be the biggest sky)
So bloody red, tomorrow’s clouds
Falcon spirals to,
The ground
(this could be the biggest sky)
So bloody red, tomorrow’s clouds
A little piece of you,
The little piece in me
Will die
(this could be a miracle)
For this is not America
The little piece in me
Will die
(this could be a miracle)
For this is not America
There was a time,
A wind that blew, so young
For this could be the biggest sky
And I could have the faintest idea…
A wind that blew, so young
For this could be the biggest sky
And I could have the faintest idea…
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The promised land
where the future glowed
in every heart beat of devotions.
this ain’t the dream
contradiction is real
we modulate our minds
to survive tribulations
for what is the point
if not to love
what miracles still exist.?
to share kindness
as a reconciliation
This is not America
once a leader of all
breaking every rule
no longer right at all
this is not America
our heart once pledged
we once were proud
now, falling to the edge
Morals, we don’t observe
no faith in our leader
none deserved
lies and morals bleed here
this is not America,
blood on each hand
can’t be proud
Russia’s seamen land
all truth and dignity
now part of the past
built on lies
none of it can last