Guns In My Head Lyrics - Matraca Berg

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