Lyrics
Project America
So was it freedom preached on the podium or a well orchestrated outline? Problem, promises you keep aren't implemented, but the people enlist. So was it freedom that called you to arms or the bonus in what you had signed?
Ordered, evaluate, medicated, liberated. Welcome to Project America. Congested drivel prompt by the media. Eat up the mire so we can prescribe. Minted currency stains institutions that filled up their banks. So where's your freedom? So have they pulled the plug because your pocketbook could not cover the fright? Progress has ceased. Incarcerated in defeat. Welcome to Project America. So was it freedom that called you to arms or the bonus in what you had signed? Again, ordered, evaluate, medicated, but the freedom still leaks. It's anxious season, driven by demon seeds in it's various forms for our lives. Terror has increased on a mission to the kill the beast. Welcome to
Project America.
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