AMERICAN EYES PART ONE (BLACK OF MOUTH)

holding grudges loose change and private wars force age on mothers to race hearts on kitchen floors the things i loath fill my mouth with black, nothing's changed looking into a third story window at jesus, elvis, and john wayne i won't phone in my vote to uphold the american way i won't let my brain die, drowned in TV waves i'll spit this black from my mouth at this world i dispise i'll spit this midnight venom into your AMERICAN EYES FROM THE BACK OF MY SKULL TO THE BLACK OF MY MOUTH HATE FILLS MY HEAD, I CAN'T GET IT OUT.