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

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