Guns In My Head

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