Texty:
Americans War

Leaft me around And nurse my broken wing with all the promises you can never honour I just don't care enough to react to vain attempts sent only to pepetuate

walk with an impure mind revelations unkind abject dental of the flesh I feel endure and make my mind its never time to start believing everything will

Im above everything else saved the ones that shouldnt be hold on to them all so youll find yourself away from me our lost faith strung out on a line my

the surface is so cold and worthless all the things that I have still come from there so paint your windows in front of my face when you know damn well

No sense of self To balance it off Preconceived notions of something Everyones gone Will I show up With all that I have to give Would you consider it

--------------------------- I was born.....an American! I was raised...an American! And I'll die...an American! In America,with Armenians!

all ready He's not trying to cause a scene Keeps his pistol nice and clean He's and American war machine And he's still ready The war gave him a plate

revolution's born But no one claims it (Winning Ticket) Do you remember the American War We thought it was fun but it was a bore Do you remember the American War

stand as a united front it's up to us to expose and humiliate the Errorists, the American Errorists, we'll start with one I know just one, the war has