Текст песни berg matraca - Guns In My Head
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The world explodes in violenceWhile the angels cry in vain`Cause they know the enemy is silentAnd knows us all by name -- all by nameShe`s living in the suburbsShe`s watching in the darkThere`s a finger on the triggerAnd it`s pointed at my heart -- at my heartTake away all weapons, pray for peace and truthBury all the bullets and tell me what I do with theseChorus:Guns in my head at war with my soulWhile I sleep in my bedOh, these guns in my headFear, ignorance, and angerOh, these guns in my head are what keep me in angerI see you on the freewayI see you on the streetI look away from youYou look away from me -- away from meWe nurture our suspicionA little more each daySomewhere between the black and whiteWe struggle in the grayAnd I bargain like a salesman, every Sunday on my kneesI pray for the world`s salvation, and all that answers me are theseRepeat Chorus