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Lyrics: Dead Poetic. Arlington Arms.

I watch the walls fall down on Suburbia
Land of the free, home of the self-enslaved
On you, on you, on you, on you

I watched them bleed, I watched them fall to their face
I watched them scream as they pray for a taste
Of you, of you
(Watching the walls fall down)
Of you, of you
(Watching the walls fall down)

I won't fall on the knife that killed the American dream
I won't fall on the knife that killed the American dream
I won't fall on the knife that killed the American dream
I won't fall on the knife that killed the American dream

So let us grieve at the fall of Suburbia
The dreams we've made are shoved in the face
Of you, of you, of you, of you

So get a taste of what was meant to be
Fall in the waste of what was meant to be
For you, for you
(Watching the walls fall down)
For you, for you
(Watching the walls fall down)

I won't fall on the knife that killed the American dream
I won't fall on the knife that killed the American dream
I won't fall on the knife that killed the American dream
I won't fall on the knife that killed the American dream

Watching the walls fall down
Watching the walls fall down
Watching the walls fall down

I watch the walls fall down on Suburbia
Land of the free, home of the self-enslaved
On you, on you, on you, on you

I watched them bleed, I watched them fall to their face
I watched them scream as they pray for a taste
Of you, of you
(Watching the walls fall down)
Of you, of you
(Watching the walls fall down)
Of you

Watching the walls fall down
Watching the walls fall down
Watching the walls fall down
Watching the walls fall down