Sick

I'm sick of all the fighting

Sick of all the hate sick of all this fear

And loathing

No one communicates

Sick of listening to the crap

Called the American dream

Promises of bluer skies

Only fools would believe

These lies each night another poll

Reactions to the death toll "Leaders"

Speak of potential's peak

Where we growing to

What if you woke up one day

And had the chance to make it all go away

Burn all the money close down the schools

Take back the power throw out the rules

I'm sick of this society promotes

A world of apathy sick of feeling

There's no choice or opportunity

Sick to death from this sense of worthlessness

And waste sick of this security

When hate kills every day

What if you woke up one day

And had the chance to make it all go away

Burn all the money close down the schools

Take back the power throw out the rules

Take back the power throw out the rules

Take back the power throw out the rules

Take back the power throw out the rules

I'm sick of all the fighting

Sick of all the hate sick of all this fear

And loathing

No one communicates

Sick of listening to the crap

Called the American dream

Promises of bluer skies

Only fools would believe

These lies

Sick to death from this sense of worthlessness

And waste

I'm sick sick sick sick sick of being sick

Take back the power throw out the rules

Take back the power throw out the rules

Take back the power throw out the rules

Take back the power

What if you woke up one day

And had the chance to make it all go away

What if you woke up one day

And had the chance to make it all go away

What if you woke up one day

And had the chance to make it all go away

What if you woke up one day

And had the chance to make it all go away

What if you woke up one day

And had the chance to make it all go away

What if you woke up one day

And had the chance to make it all go away

What if you woke up one day

And had the chance to make it all go away

What if you woke up one day