Lyrics

I'm not high I'm just ready to die It's not as morbid as it seems The world's just taken its toll on me Young American I'm red with the fire Of a thousand suns Young American Oh lord Look what they've done I can't recall a single time Where I felt anything more than fine Desensitized, oh my brilliant mind Taught to hide what I feel inside Young American Put down your fists Cuz you can't win Young American They'll fill your head With their lies Not good enough Not good enough as I am And I can't take it I keep, I keep on the lights at night I hope I can find what I lost inside I sleep all day, cuz I can't stand the pain Young American They taught you well Look how you fell Young American You got your wish No one gives a shit