So is this the American Dream? Wake up, stop sleep walking. What scene am I witnessing? Funnel wealth to the oligarchy. Is this the American Dream? Wake up to reality. No I don't have to concede I'm fighting for what I believe. No I don't want to retreat so even as I face defeat I stand tall, back against the wall. I hold my head high dignified as I fight it's fight or flight. The pain is real: this shame I feel: to lose my home and I am not alone, and so I am staying strong I've tried so hard, I've done no wrong.
As the pressure builds, this balloon fills - stretched, until it bursts: raining down a worldwide curse. They tell you to throw in the towel, put your head back in the trough. Everyone is trained so well: work real hard to pay the bills. Destroy my neighbor's equity and pay IRS deficiency.
Been told to shortsale, HUD taxpayer money availed. Injunctions not allowed, due process thrown out. Hedge bets in your favor, then propagate mass failure.
Accelerate the loans, no curing the notes.
#Make them suffer contraband lyrics mods
Deny loan mods and cut the "loss", credit default swaps and derivatives: incentive to foreclose and take the homes. Sever ties and reap the prize as our housing markets destabilize.
#Make them suffer contraband lyrics full
Then sell full price with servicing rights, before the ink dries, to a foreign country. Pool 10,000 notes into a bond to sell as a SPV security. but there is no remedy after foreclosure. So where is the note and deed of trust? The chain of title is defunct. With shackles of debts to bereave us: The "Shepherds" that shear us to wear us. Out in the clear they control us: All of the leaders that lead us. Time is on my side, it's time to shed fear. Complicate, no tax break, increase my rate, I think this country's fate is questionable when so many homes are being foreclosed, and where we go now, nobody knows. Who owns this land? Not The Man, not Uncle Sam signed it to the Fed to give the banks the upper hand. They don't care want their share, so unfair taxes doubling while equity falls to liquidity. Late again, such a sin, can't pretend lost another job am fucking broke and fucking struggling. Those who want to pinch a mile not an inch if I give it just the same I’ll be the one to bear the pain. No I can’t retreat or suffer from self defeat. Time will tend my needs, just stay up on my feet. Shall I fall to your temptation? No, no, cause… You cannot stop this blossoming. Dealing with all this frustration leading to my aggravation. Mind of my own, must warm this heart that’s cold. I never did the things you told me, irked and cause for you to scold me. Don’t waste my time with games I’ll spend it on better things, I’m thankful for all of my days but only half all lines are straight. As I find myself I remind myself life is not a game but I’ll play it just the same. Those that bought and sold me, tore and stitched my clothing, oh how they adore me, can’t get past this loathing. If I turn my back I will not look back, forget all this crap cause I know where my future's at. The way that you try to mislead me: lying, deceiving to bleed me, all of the lines that you feed me convinced to follow you freely. As the blossoming with my life begins, I claim what’s mine as I conquer all limits. I am NOW REBORN! This plague of pain within my life rescinds as I find the key within my soul and transcend. So I let it be known, as I lay here now exposed. I wait patiently, the moment’s getting close. The blossoming within my mind rescinds, clouded thoughts impairing my reason. The blossoming within my life rescinds as I numb the pain to ease my life again. I guess I need a change of pace, a potent drug and a good street race to make me feel… more alive. Once again the day begins, I do some work and see some friends but still I… I feel alone. The blossoming within my life rescinds until this broken heart within me mends. All those times I turned around you spoke to me without a sound and you said… I love you.
Never were the words you said, they spoke to me on lips I read from a freight train… Leaving you.
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