The Strumbellas - Spirits (Lyrics) 'I got guns in my head but they won't go, Spirits in my head...'

The Strumbellas - Spirits (Lyrics) "I got guns in my head but they won't go, Spirits in my head..."

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I got guns in my head but they won't go
Spirits in my head but they won't go

I've been looking at the stars tonight
And I think oh how I miss that bright sun
I'll be a dreamer till the day I die
But They say oh how the good die young

But we're all strange
And maybe we don't want to change

I got guns in my head and they won't go
Spirits in my head and they won't go
I got guns in my head and they won't go
Spirits in my head and they won't go
But the gun still rattles
The gun still rattles oh-oh
I got guns in my head and they won't go
Spirits in my head and they won’t go

I spent a lot of nights on the run
And I think oh like I'm lost and can't be found
I'm just waiting for my day to come
And I think oh cause I don't want to let you down

Cause something inside has changed
And maybe we don't want to stay the same

I got guns in my head and they won't go
Spirits in my head and they won't go
I got guns in my head and they won't go
Spirits in my head and they won't go
But the gun still rattles
The gun still rattles oh-oh
But the gun still rattles
The gun still rattles oh-oh

Oh and I don't want a never ending life
I just want to be alive
While I'm here
And I don't want a never ending life
I just want to be alive while I'm here
And I don't want to see another night
Lost inside a lonely life
While I'm here

I got guns in my head and they won't go
Spirits my head and they won't go
I got guns in my head and they won't go
Spirits my head and they won't go

But the gun still rattles
The gun still rattles oh-oh
But the gun still rattles
The gun still rattles oh-oh

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[KobergeAvidunceian]

If I may...

In the chambers of my mind, a shotgun lies,
Thoughts are relentless, never kind in their guise.
Unleashed by my tongue, battles never won,
Raging storms within, under one Sun.

Like a computer burdened with excess memory,
No reset, no reformat, trapped in reverie.
Born with a mind, a labyrinth of traps,
Seeking solace, where is our God, perhaps?

When I speak of thee, I speak of me,
Hoping my words reveal what eyes cannot see.
Beneath the anger, beneath the beastly guise,
Prayers whispered, seek compromise.

The ugly monster, anger, takes its hold,
Demons within, stories left untold.
In the shadows of doubt, I turn to pray,
Longing for answers, in the light of day.