Born into Nixon, I was raised in hell
My generation is zero
I never made it as a working class hero
21st century breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I’m losing what’s left of my mind
To the 20th century deadline
I was made of poison and blood
Homeland security could kill us all
Born in the era of humility
We are the desperate in the decline
Raised by the bastards of 1969
My name is no one, your long lost son
There is the war that’s inside my head
That questions the results and lies
Oh, Dream, America, Dream.