The Old Breed - Still Holding On

We're at the crossroads of history
Brand new set of rules for you and me

Our nation is burning
City streets are running with blood
We are the ones that they wrote off
Expendable replaceable
A number never a name
We are just pawns in this game

One check away from being out on the streets
No bailout for you and me
Left behind for the bottom line
The American dream seems to have passed us by
Still holding on for another day

Our future is bleak
Work till you die is the new reality
Everything they promised was just a lie
Doin the best we can
Cards we were dealt a throw away hand
Still chasing dreams we'll never realize

We are we are
We are the working pour
We are we are
Still this nations core

Written by:
Samuel Potts

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