American Dreams
I look back at a time of comfort, but my hearts been deprived from warmth
trapped dreaming when all hailed upon me when i was stuck under thunderstorms
i wonder if i could sleep one night..without waking up to sweat or screams
and last night i prayed for my life...so instead i died in my dreams
"another day, another dollar" and that's if people could really care...
...if i'm looking inside the dumpster with hopes if i could be living there
i'm unable to bathe for weeks, so i only wash my face in tears
i've had three suicide attempts...and yet this God still wants me here?
as everyday goes by i'm ridiculed by, humanity as a whole
without a reply - i'm uneducated containing profanity in my soul
and my mind's been full of insanity since my friend came in existence
people look down on me talking to no one, responding without a resistance
and sure my life's been pretty consistent, for the most part, below the average
in fact most people look upon me..as if they'd never known a savage
bringing damage to my heart by tearing it apart through money and charity...
..always desperate for a dollar, to purchase my heaven momentarily
and very rarely does it last, as my hopes and dreams return to the past..
...its no wonder i threw my life away..i found it the next day in the trash
I Am- the person that keeps lurking behind the curtains
the person working on your car, the man drinking at the bar
the authority refusing to import a single Cuban cigar
I Am the regime intruding the house of a questionable star
I Am- the savage you keep seeing on t.v.
the Klan bringing down the blacks, the rapper earning ten stacks
the homeless crack addict residing behind tattered shacks
I Am the American Dream..the only thing your dreams lack
I return each day from work, just to collapse n recline on chairs
rubbing my head and wondering why I still have dandruff in my hair...
..I bought the shampoo to make it stop, it was all i could be affording
After all, I spent my last paycheck to pay for my girl's abortion
I live next to a group of Jews, a Clan of Blacks equipped with heat
two drug dealers, a thug...and this homeless man standing in the street
my occupation defeats my purpose, it's not worth the pay to be tired
so tomorrow I'll ask for a raise...and instead my ass'll be getting fired..
Ain't no more luck in being hired..the industry's been pretty stuck..
..it's too bad i'm not a girl..I could be getting rich by being fucked
My Life Sucks more as time elapses..looking to my future seems fantastic..
..speaking of sarcasm...maybe I'll win the lottery by using magic!
and toss all of the money in the air after giving the homeless a fair share
but of course I could barely afford the odds of winning in my prayers
so perhaps I should leave and return to my family, to those who might care
since I crossed the ocean to prosper..but entered an American Nightmare
I Am- the person that keeps lurking behind the curtains
the person working on your car, the man drinking at the bar
the authority refusing to import a single Cuban cigar
I Am the regime intruding the house of a questionable star
I Am- the savage you keep seeing on t.v.
the Klan bringing down the blacks, the rapper earning ten stacks
the homeless crack addict residing behind tattered shacks
I Am the American Dream..the only thing your dreams lack
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