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?