Open Your Eyes
Lyrics
As I walk along these streets I see a man that walks alone Distant echo of people's feet He has no place to call his ownfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
hard rock rootsa subtle use of vocal counterpoint
a subtle use of vocal harmony
extensive vamping
a clear focus on recording studio production
minor key tonality
dirty electric guitar riffs
an emotional male lead vocal performance
political lyrics
sad lyrics
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Break The Cycle
2001
But most of you don't give a shit A boy just thirteen on the corner for sale I see a man that walks alone Would you take everything For granted like you do? That your daughters are porno stars For granted like you do? A crack head asks for change nearby Your little worlds you'll never fix Publishers: GREENFUND MUSIC, I.M. NOBODY MUSIC, MY BLUE CAR MUSIC, PIMP YUG MUSIK MUSIC, WB MUSIC CORP. As I walk along these streets And your sons sell death to kids What would you do, if it was you I hear the streets cry out in vain Distant echo of people's feet You're so lost in your little worlds For granted like you do? A little girl lost just stands there and cries Overpopulation there's no room in jail A shot rings out from a roof overhead Underneath the taxi cabs Would you take everything What would you do, if it was you Would you take everything Songwriters: John April, Aarron Lewis, Michael Mushok, Jonathan Wysocki What would you do, if it was you For granted like you do? Would you take everything You turn away, you turn away An old man lies in an alleyway dead As I walk along the streets You turn away, you turn away What would you do, if it was you Swallows his pride for another hit Soaking up the acid rain He has no place to call his own


