To America
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
I have a word of advice for any body young or old keep your heart
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their
I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men
Who am i to you? Am i boy or girl? Am i life
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are
“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts
they say tomorrow is a new day and it will get better but it never
we are a new race rising with ice in our blood we will fight any body because we are family “we are a new breed rising
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine