| Land of the free, home of the brave
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| But Lord knows that we need plenty change
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| ‘Cause plenty chains in the past leaving deep scars
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| But when the sun come down we gonna be stars
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| The doors are locked where they once stood open
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| A wound of fear where we once stood hoping
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| The shattered glass where the bullets broke in
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| I’m looking for the place that I was born
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| I’m looking for a way to fix what’s torn
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| I’m looking for America
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| I’m looking for America
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| Yeah, you know
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| Beaten red white and blue for the green we pursue
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| I’m still looking for you
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| America who are you?
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| Underneath the red blue and white?
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| America who are you?
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| I wonder who you are tonight
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| America who are you?
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| Is God still on your side?
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| I want to see a nation rise above the fear and fight that haunts these streets
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| tonight
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| I’m looking for America
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| I’m looking for a place to breathe in
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| A place I could call my home
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| I’m looking for America
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| I’m looking for the land of freedom
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| A place I can call my own
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| I’m looking for America
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| Headlines that I can’t believe in
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| But I’m still holding on to hope
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| I’m looking for a miracle
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| I’m looking for a miracle
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| I’m looking for America
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| America who are you?
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| Am I asking for too much
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| America who are you?
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| Has your dream become out of touch
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| America who are you?
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| Do you get what you deserve
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| Between the violence and entitlements
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| Which nation do you serve?
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| I’m looking for America
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| I’m looking for a place to breathe in
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| A place I could call my home
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| I’m looking for America
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| I’m looking for the land of freedom
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| A place I can call my own
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| I’m looking for America
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| Headlines that I can’t believe in
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| But I’m still holding on to hope
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| I’m looking for a miracle
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| I’m looking for a miracle
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| I’m looking for America
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| I’m singing
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| Farewell my utopia
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| Farewell my euphoria
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| Fare thee well my suburban day-dream
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| Farewell my utopia
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| America you so pretty
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| But you not perfect
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| Confession of guilt is worth it
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| These people hurting deserve it
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| Blood on your hands I saw
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| When there’s blood on this nations floor
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| But it’s blood on the upper post of your door
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| If you need to know
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| I’m looking for your honesty in skeletons
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| Do away with your ignorance and arrogance
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| America the land of immigrants
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| Check the green card and pedigree
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| Bless the Choctaw and the Cherokee
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| That we’ll never see
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| I’m looking for America
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| I’m looking for a place to breathe in
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| A place I could call my home
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| I’m looking for America
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| I’m looking for the land of freedom
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| A place I can call my own
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| I’m looking for America
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| Headlines that I can’t believe in
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| But I’m still holding on to hope
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| I’m looking for a miracle
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| I’m looking for a miracle
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| I’m looking for America
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| The land of the free, home of the brave
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| But Lord knows we need plenty change
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| I’m looking for America
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| Plenty chains in the past left deep scars
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| But when the sun come down we gonna be stars
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| And may the stripes heal when it’s through
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| Beaten red white blue for the green that we pursue
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| I’m looking for America |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Looking For America, artist - Switchfoot. Album song Where The Light Shines Through, in the genre Иностранный рок