This is a song about "In your eyes"

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

I stare in your eyes in your final moments of death

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Even if you try you're best to conceal it i can see it in your eyes

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

In new orleans, close your eyes, might need ya mommy

Do you believe in me or do i gotta stab your eyes til they

But habits have changed and i've been trying to change mine all the way

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

Is that a tear in your eyes

To exist like a beach in a tsunami

In new orleans, close your eyes, might need ya mommy