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.