Lyrics Guns In My Head - Matraca Berg
(Matraca
Berg/Gary
Harrison)
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
anger
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