Letra da Música America's A Fucking Disease de London After Midnight

They want to tell you what to think,
They want to tell you what to feel
They want to tell you what is right and what is wrong,
They want to tell you what what is real.

What ever happened to us?
What ever happened to love?
We were the real thing
We were the real thing

America's a fucking disease
Get on your back or down on your knees
Don't question what you want to believe
Don't question what you want to believe

Are you afraid of the truth?
Are you afraid what you'd find?
Are you happy in denial?
Are you happy being blind?

Love turned to vanity
Truth turned hypocrisy
We were the real thing
Now we are nothing.

America's a fucking disease
Get on your back or down on your knees
Don't question what you want to believe
Don't question what you want to believe

And you would never see the truth
You can't be questioned if you're strong
And you would never stop to think
If what you've done is right or wrong

Because you're on the side of God
And you've crowned yourself a king
But when you're not among your little sheep
You just don't understand a thing

Love turned to vanity
Truth turned hypocrisy
We were the real thing
Now we are nothing.

America's a fucking disease
Get on your back or down on your knees
Don't question what you want to believe
Don't question what you want to believe