Look into my eyes now and see what nobody sees A sea of suffering souls So many, so little that care They don't know it but they won't out grow it So be it Put my feelings on display Either way they will end up on stage My Messiah, my rage Make this look like it was a loaded gun .50 caliber pain on 12 gauge scale Watch my Desert Eagle shine Look down that barrel And tell me you aren't Scared It's a matter of time Before I see West Coast blood It's a matter of time Before I see seven shells It's a matter of time It's all a matter of time Look into my eyes and I'll show you what you don't want to see It's not my mystery, just plain logic America is a show for us all to play apart in Nothing for the kids Eventually..... .....You'll see.