Time has run it's course
And black has turned to gray
Fatally questioning my faith
I get nothing in return for the pain
Hear the monsters in my closet
Beckons me to open the door
To flood my eyes with images
Hate, poverty, violence, war
Hit me again and if I die I won't fall down
Evil eyes in my dreams haunt me without a sound
First to war
First to hate
First to attack
First to retaliate
American
Scars on my back
Torture on my mind
My fear is my prison
The American way of life
American monsters
Pushing us to war
American monsters
Pushing freedom out the door
Hit me again and if I die I won't fall down
Evil eyes in my dreams haunt me without a sound
First to war
First to hate
First to attack
First to retaliate
American