The world explodes in violence While the angels cry in vain 'Cause they know the enemy is silent And knows us all by name -- all by name She's living in the suburbs She's watching in the dark There's a finger on the trigger And it's pointed at my heart -- at my heart
Take away all weapons, pray for peace and truth Bury all the bullets and tell me what I do with these
Guns in my head at war with my soul While I sleep in my bed Oh, these guns in my head Fear, ignorance, and anger Oh, these guns in my head are what keep me in anger
I see you on the freeway I see you on the street I look away from you You look away from me -- away from me We nurture our suspicion A little more each day Somewhere between the black and white We struggle in the gray
And I bargain like a salesman, every Sunday on my knees I pray for the world's salvation, and all that answers me are these
Guns in my head at war with my soul While I sleep in my bed Oh, these guns in my head Fear, ignorance, and anger Oh, these guns in my head are what keep me in angerTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
