Bullets

Walkin' around, I hear the sounds of the earth seeking relief

I'm tryin' to find a reason to live

But the mindless clutter my path

Oh, these thorns in my side

Oh, these thorns in my side

I know I have something free

I have something so alive

But I think they shoot because they want

I think they shoot 'cause they want it

I think they shoot 'cause they want it

I feel forces all around me

Come on, raise your head

Those who hide behind the shadows

Live with all that's dead

Look at me, look at me

Look at me, look at me

At least look at me when you shoot a bullet through my head

Through my head, through my head

In my lifetime, when I'm disgraced

Jealousy and lies

I laugh aloud, 'cause my life

Has gotten inside someone else's mind

Look at me, look at me

Look at me

At least look at me when you shoot a bullet through my head

Through my head, through my head

Hey, all I want is what's real

Somethin' I touch and can feel

I'll hold it close and never let it go

Said why? Why do we live this life with all this hate inside?

I'll give it away, 'cause I don't want it no more

Please, help me find a place, somewhere far away

Yes, I'll go, and you'll never see me again

Look at me, look at me

At least look at me when you shoot a bullet through my head

Through my head, through my head

Look at me, look at me

At least look at me when you shoot a bullet through my head

Through my head, through my head

Look at me, look at me