U.t.a Testo

Land of the free.
Home of the brave.
Those who can't afford it wanna be deported.

These liberties were never meant for me.
Now I can afford it, I wanna be deported.

The eagle opens her wings.
She circles over and sings:
“Fall under my shadow.” “Fall under me.”

I left but she found me again.
Threw borders around me again.
Smothered and drowned me again.
Walks the walk, talks the talk.
I fake it and smile, live in denial.
And I bleed and I ache, I'm barely awake.

The eagle opens her wings.
She circles over and sings:
“Fall under my shadow.”
“Fall under me.”