Sabertooth Zombie. Midnight Venom. American Eyes Part One (Black Of Mouth). Zeneszám

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