VERSE 1 You look at yourself in the mirror who is that man The shadows of your face the lines are getting deeper Sand in the soles of your shoes, stories
: America the beautiful amber waves of race Constitues equality don't dub us left or right Tora! Tora! Tora! [4x] Freedoms just another verb that they
Could you be my holy ghost My special bitches brew Or are you just a phantom power My deck of cards will do Birds shit high and birds shit low That's
