i know a place where the wounded go for cold souls unaware with no self control i know a place where the broken and wounded go you just sit back and listen and just do what you re told never knowing how things could have been as you grow old this is your time and it s wearing thin don t let this happen again and again you can catch me in a storm of thoughts and prayers sleep away your american nightmare i won t lie with you in your grave sleep away your american nightmare sleep it sleep it away your american nightmare you just sit back and listen and just do what you re told never knowing how things could have been as you grow old this is your time and its wearing thin don t let this happen again and again i may be wounded i don t need to be saved and though i m wounded i don t need to be saved i won t lie i won t lie with you in your grave so put your fist in the air to the sound of the new beat