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Out of Touch

By Aarr Kellz
53 Plays
[Verse 1] America, land of the free Is this the way that God wanted you to be? America, land of the free Is this the way that God wanted you to be? I feel like a slave in the home of the brave I feel like a slave in the home of the brave I feel like a slave in the home of the brave I feel like a slave in the home of the brave So I pray to God and I hope that he gives the wicked a fiery direction So let god back the revolution, we can only win with his protection Oh, oh, oh, with his protection [Verse 2] North American Union, land of the free North American Union, the way God wanted you to be North American Union, put a chip in your wrist The North American Union rules with an iron fist Yet I feel like I can't breathe in the land of the enslaved I can see our constitution being put into its grave I feel like I'm free, but there's many who won't be saved They don't care, our constitution's being shoved into its grave I pray to God and I hope that he gives us all a prosperous direction So let god back the revolution, we can only win with his protection With his protection With his protection Bring on the resurrection [Bridge] And oh, yeah, death is not the end, so put a gun in my hand This is the promised land And I must take a stand See the elite arising fast They're destroying the middle class The dollar's falling, the New World Order's calling And they're tapping my phone 'cause I know too much Oh, yeah If you don't believe the truth, you're out of touch You're out of touch You're out of touch Out of touch Out of touch

genre

Folk

mood

Sentimental
Released 9/5/26, 4m 2s