Letra da Música: Lost? - Strung Out

when i was young, america meant to me
-- land of the beautiful and land of the free.
now i look around and all i see are americans in poverty.
we're all lost without a trace we can't keep up,
can't find our place we're all lost without a clue
and our leaders never know what to do.
taking things slow--one step at a time, making sure we get left behind.
dreams of success, well they're all gone.
this american way of life i've been robbed!
we're all lost without a trace we can't keep up,
can't find our place we're all lost without a clue
and our leaders never know what to do.