Bullets
Walking around I hear the sounds of the earth seeking reliefI'm trying to find a reason to liveBut the mindless clutter my pathOh these thorns in my sideOh these thorns in my sideI know I have something freeI have something so aliveI think they shoot 'cause they want itI think they shoot 'cause they want itI think they shoot 'cause they want it
I feel forces all around meCome on raise your headThose who hide behind the shadowsLive with all that's dead
Look at me - Look at meAt least look at me when you shoot a bullet through my headThrough my headThrough my head
In my lifetime when I'm disgracedBy jealousy and liesI laugh aloud 'cause my lifeHas gotten inside someone else's mind
Look at me - Look at meAt least look at me when you shoot a bullet through my headThrough my headThrough my head
Hey all I want is what's realSomething I touch and can feelI'll hold it close and never let it goSaid why - Why do we live this lifeWith all this hate inside?I'll give it away 'cause I don't want it no morePlease help me find a placeSomewhere far awayYes I'll go and you'll never see me again
Look at me - Look at meAt least look at me when you shoot a bullet through my headThrough my headThrough my head
Look at me - Look at meAt least look at me when you shoot a bullet through my headThrough my headThrough my head
Look at me - Look at me