Lyrics:
American Eyes Carry

moon, the clouds and the stars The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in With its words of a life where nothing is new Ah, Mother American Night,

when I was a kid and I come home with mud on my feet The captain just gave us our orders and mom we will carry them through I'll finish this letter the

Make Money and die that's the American Way Make Money and die that's the American Way Make Money and die that's the American Way It don't matter what

most of us abandon How I know you not a cruel Beef in the home, Africans with jet black Americans Dominicans war with the Puerto Ricans Deep in the street thugs carrying

know as you did, when I was a kid And I'd come home with mud on my feet The captain just gave us our orders And Mom, we will carry them through I'll

, kill yourself. The ultimate wave of battle, lay under the ground, attack from below. Killing with eyes wide, yesterday was the day. Brutality marks the end of simple times, the American

Heaven sent Sheltered in dead air, Hidden everywhere II. The Wrong Host The sky lights up above America The world is lost but loves America When the eyes

visitor music is therapeutic, I'ma get help from listeners I told you I'm so grow up I don't need therapy right America's nightmare carries a mic and

in the slaughterhouse Said he's living in the hood, but he wants to get his daughter out Slipped off a ledge, and fell into a machine Another dead immigrant, that's the American