I want a gun fire in my head. I want a gun fire in my head. I got enough faults left for dead. I want, I want. I'll bury in my head in the sand. I'll bury in my head in the sand.
Can you believe this world's got the nerve. To insist they won't trade for a better one?. Can you believe this world's yellin' out. In the dark it wants to be left alone?.