Aiming High In America by Travis Teeter
Destined for great things, And many a new lands to explore,
Whether your pleasure be money, love, or a whore..
You'll find what you're looking for if you just go to the right place,
Its easy to do, well..about as easy as trying to braid lace.
Sure, some of us won't be able to make it there in time..
We were born with a time limit, and to die's a crime..
Its all over then, for this world atleast, And a new limit starts,
A new adventure, throwing your hand to the wind, like darts.
Hit the bullseye, its awfully crowded there, and only so much room,
So scramble you parasites, kill eachother, send one another to doom..
We're all just trying to be number one, looking out for me..
Because there's no 'I' in team, I'll make sure 'U' stay out. Why can't we see?
We're all just toys, playing a sick game, striving for the same spot,
Always fighting, never cooperating, and everyone just gets screwed a lot.
So thats the American dream. Dog eat Dog. So when there's one left..
It can put itself down. For all the murder, lies, adultery, and theft.
