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