Letra de 21st century breakdown corregida

Born into Nixon, I was raised in hell.
A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled.
The last one born, the first one to run,
My town was blind by refinery sun.

My generation is zero.
I never made it as a working class hero
21st century breakdown
I once was lost but never was found.
I think I´m losing what´s left of my mind.
to the 20th century deadline.

I was made of poison and blood.
Condemnation is what I understood
Video games of the towers fall
Homeland security could kill us all.

My generation is zero.
I never made it as a working class hero.
21st century breakdown,
I once was lost but never was found.
I think I´m losing what´s left of my mind.
to the 20th century deadline.

We are the cries of the class of 13
born in the era of humility
we are the desperate and in the decline
raised by the bastards of 1969

My name is no one, the long lost son
Born on the 4th of July
raise in the era of heroes and cons
left me for dead or alive

I am a nation, a worker of pride
My debt to the status quo
The scars of my hands and the means to an end
Is all that I have to show

I swallowed my pride and I choked on my faith
I´ve given my heart amd my soul
I´ve broken my fingers and lied through my teeth
The pillar of damage control

I´ve been to the edge and I´ve throw the bonquet
Of flowers left over the grave
I sat in the waiting room wasting my time
And waiting for judgement day

I praise liberty, the freedom to obey
Is the song that strangles me.
Don´t cross the line

Oh dream, America dream
I can´t even sleep
From the lights early down

Oh scream, America scream
Believe what you see
From heroes and cons?