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