Close Your Eyes
Machine guns gleam and jackboots click
Vacant eyes blink back tears
Tiny prisoners caged for slaughter
Welcome to America, welcome to your new home
Vacant eyes blink back tears
Under flood lights blinding bright
Welcome to your cell, welcome to your new home
Piles of children spilt on concrete
Floodlights blinding, never ceasing
Turn the cameras off, there’s blood on the floor
Madmen chuckle and mop the concrete
A child’s eyes roll back into his head
Turn the cameras off, there’s blood on the floor
Two monsters come and take a girl away
A child’s eyes roll back into his head
Someone whispers nothing’s real here, nobody exists
Two monsters came and took a girl away
Everyone shuts their eyes and tries to pretend
The monsters cackle, screaming nothing’s real here, you don’t exist
The air is rank with piss and fear, everyone frozen, no one can move
Shut your eyes and try to pretend
Nothing’s real here, no one exists
The air is rank with piss and fear, everyone frozen, no one can move
Welcome to America, this is your new home
Written By: Chris Lukens
About the Author: Chris Lukens lives and writes in San Francisco. You can often find him prowling the streets of the Mission, burrito in hand, on his way to the Roxie or trying to remember where he parked his bicycle.
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