Besedila: Social Distortion. White Light, White Heat, White Trash. Through These Eyes.

Through these eyes I've seen love and I've seen hate
I've seen the violence and the tears
Through these eyes I got my schooling on the streets
I've seen the things in life you don't wanna see

Through these eyes I've seen the shape of things to come
And I've watched them all fall apart
Through these eyes I've seen the broken homes they cry
I've seen the poor man's face as he stands in line

And though my heart has made me weary
On a road less traveled on
Through the heart it hurts so dearly
And the pain it lingers on

Through these eyes I've looked the devil in the face
And I've seen God's holy grace
Through these eyes I've tried to walk the straighter line
I found myself again but nearly lost my mind

And though my heart has made me weary
On a road less traveled on
Through the heart it hurts so dearly
And the pain it lingers on, yeah

And though my heart has made me weary
On a road less traveled on
Through the heart it hurts so dearly
And the pain it lingers on

And though my heart has made me weary
On a road less traveled on
Through the heart it hurts so dearly
And the pain it lingers on, yeah