where have my countrymen gone
all of your patriots are just millionaires
and look what they've done
puncture you and destroy the heir
all of our countrymen gone
they just picked up and left when the west was won
all of our countrymen gone
the secret assassins have taken some

one good thing about this feeling
just operate and keep us safe

will my warm heart ever fail?
will my warm heart ever fail?

i am bore from two sides
the eagerness of the newly free
more dead than alive
when your country's motto's "don't tread on me"