There's a bullet And it carries my name I don't own a gun But I've got a gun in my brain I shoot it off Just the same I say I'm acting not reacting I stand in vain
Violence begets violence Like a gun to the head Squeeze the trigger Bang, you're dead
There's a bullet
There's a bullet Named ideology It flies around Between you and me We are the guns Loaded, cocked and ready Always fighting this war Slaves to history
Violence begets violence Like a gun to the head Squeeze the trigger Bang, you're dead
There's a bullet
Violence begets violence Like a gun to the head Squeeze the trigger You're fucking dead
There's a bullet So whatcha gonna' do? There's a bullet There's one for me And there's one for you There's a bullet The house is burning Can we face the truth? Or will we sit here and argue About the fucking roof?