Still pretending to be happy now
Because there is money for everyone
All praying and being well fed
But I'm smoking pot with my friends
In the dark corner across the street
Because there is money for everyone
All praying and being well fed
But I'm smoking pot with my friends
In the dark corner across the street
I am not an american child
I can see this insanity
Following a plan prepared to live
But some drugs like lsd
Brought me to reality
And now I can laugh at all that shit
I am not an american child
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