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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Black Flag
Black Flag
Performer
Henry Rollins
Henry Rollins
Lead Vocals
Greg Ginn
Greg Ginn
Electric Guitar
Kira
Kira
Electric Bass Guitar
Bill Stevenson
Bill Stevenson
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Henry Rollins
Henry Rollins
Songwriter
Greg Ginn
Greg Ginn
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I hear voices when no one's around
Silent voices that no one can see
I hear voices that don't make a sound
The distant calling that calls out to me
[Verse 2]
Feels so nice and hopeless when I'm rotting in your arm
In my head
In my head
I wanna be that bullet that goes rippin' through your skull
In my head
In my head
[Verse 3]
Sometimes, fables are different than mine
They always come over when no one's around
Strangers can sometimes put knives in the dark
And draw in my face, they won't leave me alone
[Verse 4]
Feel so nice and hopeless when I'm burnin' through your skull
In my head
In my head
I wanna be that bullet that goes rippin' through your brain
In my head
In my head
[Verse 5]
I am livin' the absence of light
I've been alive inside of my skull
When I was younger, I wasn't alone
Someone was laughing and pointing at me
[Verse 6]
Feels so nice and hopeless when I'm rotting in your arm
In my head
In my head
I wanna be that bullet that goes rippin' through your brain
In my head
In my head
[Verse 7]
I'm just a killer inside of my head
The bullets are bright, it's kept in the dark
I'm just a killer inside of my head
The bullets are bright, it's a shot in the dark
[Verse 8]
Feels so nice and hopeless when I'm rotting in your arm
In my head
It's in my head
I wanna be that bullet that goes rippin' through your skull
In my head
In my head
[Verse 9]
I hear of voices when no one's around
Silent voices that no one can see
I hear a voice that said, "Don't make a sound"
A distant verbal that calls out to me
[Verse 10]
Feels so nice and hopeless when I'm rotting in your heart
In my head
In my head
I wanna be that bullet that goes rippin' through your skull
In my head
In my head
[Verse 11]
Sometimes, strangers are good friends of mine
They always come over when no one's around
Strangers can sometimes put knives in the dark
They call in my face, they won't leave me alone
[Verse 12]
Feels so nice and hopeless when I'm burnin' in your womb
In my head
In my head
I wanna be that bullet that goes rippin' through your skull
In my head
In my head
Written by: Greg Ginn, Henry Rollins
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