Broke your leg on a burnt-out tree
End of the world, I guess we’ll see
Sometimes you’ve got to use a sword as a stick
But I’ve grown tired of that trick
Speak of the devil, the devil in me
Avoid the void on your tv
I’ll be the first one to admit
When I was young, I talked some shit
Fever American dream
Get what you want not what you need
So throw your hands up and feel the heat
Let the dream melt reality
Built a shrine all to yourself
A wall around everyone else
You keep pretending everything’s okay
It makes me sick- your birds of prey
Fever American dream
Get what you want not what you need
So throw your hands up and feel the heat
Let the dream melt reality
And you wring out the truth
And you dry out your lies
Pick and choose the news
Ignore what you don’t like
Fever American Dream
Get what you want not what you need
So burn the house down- you bought it cheap
Let the dream melt reality