American Heart

Hey, you're part of it. I walk the streets of a Carolina. Watching people pushing shopping carts. And there's a guy and he's washing windows. Making ten bucks a pop,and he says to me. Hey, you're part of it. And I say sir, well have you heard that this country is unequal still. History continues itself. And I did not create the rules. From All I've. And all I've seen. This Place has broken. My American Heart.