[Verse 1: Dawaun Parker]
AOE, we are!
Yeah, and tell me why would you do it?
You love it when you have it, but you cry when you lose it
This is my type of music
They say that you ain't real till you die for the movement
I'd rather live for the moment
Dream vision and show it
You know it

[Verse 2: Phil Beaudreau]
You know they say you gotta live for yourself
Love kills and everything else is hell
Like the ones that the story seem to know it too well
They keep us broken so their lies can sell
Like stories of the walls coming down
Stories of fuse on the ground coming home to the prowl
And the loud shout, look up how we've come to now
Would you look at what we've done for the good of this town?
But is anybody seeing what I'm seeing
No heart, no pulse, but we're bleeding
Go to sleep, keep American dreaming
We're not just meat that a fat man's biting
We should know about it now
Everything's made so we can stay in the house sitting down
Like a good dog, and never come out