This is America lyrics
by RIELL
[Verse 1]
I'm living my life through a TV screen
Got my friends on demand
Got appearance to keep
No one knows me well, not even me
But there’s an algorithm living in my phone who sees
[Pre-Chorus]
All my deepest desires
My mental health's tired
My fears bottle up like a product to fly off the shelves
Full of things we don’t need
Free will not looking free
A fancy prison that I was sold as a dream
[Chorus]
'Cause his is America
Land of the free
Everything you could want in the palm of your hands
But not what you need
This is America (This is America)
Land of the dream
Grandiose, beautiful slums filled to the brim or so it seems
It’s not made for mе, me
(Ha=ha)
[Verse 2]
I fall in line, stamp a card, pay the finеs
Got a therapist on credit
Pay a house that’s not mine
And as far as it goes. I still got the life
I have food on the table
And distractions, I find
[Pre-Chorus]
All my deepest desires
My mental healths tired
My fears bottle up like a product to fly off the shelves
Full of things we don’t need
Free will not looking free
A fancy prison that I was sold as a dream
[Chorus]
'Cause this is America
Land of the free
Everything you could want in the palm of your hands
But not what you need
This is America
Land of the dream
A grandiose, beautiful slum
Filled to the brim or so it seems
(Oh-oh)
[Chorus]
This is America
Land of the free
Everything you could want in the palm of your hands
But not what you need
This is America
Land of the dream
A grandiose, beautiful slum
Filled to the brim or so it seems
[Outro]
It’s not made for me, me