Lyrics:
And I believed everything you said
Every paragraph and every word I read
Calling into question everything that I believe in
Huddled with the masses
of the weather
The rain came down and we huddled together
Thinkin' that life just couldn't get better
And when she walked away I noticed
She was lookin' back
Bring your tired, huddled masses
So we can watch them die
We'll promise them their freedom
Just to sell them on the lie
We'll subjugate your culture
I don't want to be born
Huddled up from the beginning to the end
I can't walk on my feet
I wish I was someone else
I don't want to be born
Huddled
huddled
We no longer human, we in good trouble
Get yourself tracked with a chip implant
Microsoft has a simple plan
To change your DNA, make you a robot
And let you lead always
And I only need to think of this
When we're huddled in the darker days
I left home as a crazed young man
With too much confidence
Huddled here
Left to bare
The weight of my mistake
Haven't had
But a day
I passed by your way
Hurried pace
Can't erase
The time we were away
What
And democracy our ideals?
Give me your tired, your poor
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore
Send these,
this, I don't wanna miss
All those nights we danced by the moonlight
Conversations bout nothin til midnight
You and I huddled close 'til the daylight
screaming insanity
Lying cold white truth right through their teeth
I thought we were all in this together
Huddled around Miss Liberty
Is this my America?
Is
the double cup
That bitch wanna come here fuck it up
I got the paper in a bundle huddled up
I got the paper in a bundle huddled up
I got the paper in a bundle
need some quiet time, In an empty room
Huddled in a corner with a blanket too
I need my own good time, to think this through
Flooded in my tears that
huddled next to an Xbox
But you wonder why you're hungry after passing up your next job
Well I have a Question for you (Question)
(Well I have a question
bundled up in the dead of the winter
Huddled together for warmth and support
The lives that we lost in the dead of the winter
Keep us together but tear our
awake, asleep, repeat. Oh, I can see them, these huddled masses yearning to breathe free they look a lot like you and me.
Cover your ears to silence
cold concrete, huddled masses used for meat
Whoa, whoa
Gas
Brake
For your own sake, just stay awake
In your lane, pouring rain, can't complain. What's
Give me your tired, your poor
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore
Send these the homeless
Bumping around in the back
In the dark I see people
Huddled around the girl
She is the one in the back of the bar with a photo
Of Nixon
a fuck about
Yes, we don’t give a
Go to fuckin’ jail
You’re dancing like a mellow
Huddled in little table
Look like they’re licking them selves
Go
But You
My bombazine doll
The bullets may singe your skin
And the mortars may fall
But I
I never felt so much life
Than tonight
Huddled in
Yeah double cup
Me and my niggas we huddled up
Straps on deck what you expect
I’m bussing a clip if they come for us
Checking temperatures my niggas
mouths
So you're guaranteed to catch a fresh one
Give me your tired, give me your poor
Fuck you pay me
Your huddled masses yearning for more
Fuck you pay
Huddled in the safety of a pseudo silk kimono
wearing bracelets of smoke, naked of understanding.
Nicotine smears, long, long dried tears,
Huddled in the safety of a pseudo silk kimono
Wearing bracelets of smoke, naked of understanding
Nicotine smears, long, long dried tears, invisible
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