[Verse 1] As I separate my cardboard Set my tax aside to fund another war My spirit wakes up asking If we're spending what we can't afford [Pre-Chorus] Would you come home If you didn't recognise it? Home's tryna be America They just don't advertise it I always say they'd love your mind You just don't vocalise it We all get out of our minds I just don't glamorise it [Chorus] But doesn't it feel like the end? Something's coming for us And maybe we're not prepared That this might only be day one But doesn't it feel like the end? Something's coming for us I think we're not prepared That this might only be day one
