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America hates itself
America hates itself
America thinks it's someplace else
America
Rolls out of bed and looks in the mirror
And can't believe what it sees
Wraps up in the flag for cover
Splitting it at the seams
Feeling so ugly
How can this be me?
How can this be me?
America hates itself
America hates itself
America would rather be someplace else
America
Stands on the scale and feels off balance
Watching the numbers run
Reading the comment section
Reeling, confused, and numb
Feeling so ugly
What have I become?
What have I become?
What have I become?