American Blindness from New Growth by Bryn Ryder

Disparity built by boardroom design
Law stays strapped to keep us all in line
Lost all love and losing our minds
Screaming at the Jones’ to the left and right
Beige colored tract homes poorly designed
Never mind the brokenness lives inside
Two cars, three kids, cost Sky high
No wonder why we can’t sleep at night

American blindness, well
That’s where we find ourselves
Waving the flag but never asking it what it means
American blindness, well
Tattered ties been binding us, yeah
Dangling American dreams just beyond our fingertips reach
Feels a little like we red, white, and blew it.

Tap water boiling away in plain sight
Woke with fewer rights than I had last night
Lock up the kids and the pets inside
Newsman claims an increase in crime
Fat cats stacking, but at least we’re high
Neighbors erecting another Mad Man’s shrine
We’re all praying for good times gone by
But never try to define

American blindness, well
That’s where we find ourselves
Waving the flag but never asking it what it means
American blindness, well
Tattered ties been binding us, yeah
Dangling American dreams just beyond our fingertips reach
Feels a little like we red, white, and blew it.

Sold ourselves at auction but still can’t pay for shit
White washing history lessons so we don’t know regret
Building new prisons but ain’t got water to drink
And we just keep pushing and shovin' our way on down to the brink

American blindness, well
That’s where we find ourselves
Waving the flag but never asking it what it means
American blindness, well
Tattered ties been binding us, yeah
Dangling American dreams just beyond our fingertips reach
Feels a little like we red, white, and blew it.

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