Nothing Left feat. JP (produced by Anno Domini) (2010)
Chorus:
There's a side of me That I don't wanna ever discover (No, no) It's like I try to be Only flesh, nothin under the covers (No, no) I feel, I feel, there's nothing left of me I feel, I feel, there's nothing left of me I got nothin left, I got nothin left
~Америкос~ Verse:
I live in a church full of sinners, a town full of killers Where morality is judged by amount of figures Where the only prophet is the man who makes profits And martyrs are made out of those who try to stop it We saw how they used Middle Eastern men in cockpits To gain our support and then to convince Congress To go to war over black gold, so that we can control A justifiable percentage that is sold Time moves forward and the situation worsens For the dollar we exploit indigenous persons With the world as our audience, we raise up the curtains Like a clown, they ridicule each of our excursions Tears are runnin down the face of Lady Liberty Flame in her torch is already too dim to see The United States built from the slaves' energy Is my home, is my love, and somehow is my enemy
Chorus:
There's a side of me That I don't wanna ever discover (No, no) It's like I try to be Only flesh, nothin under the covers (No, no) I feel, I feel, there's nothing left of me I feel, I feel, there's nothing left of me I got nothin left, I got nothin left