Head Looking for a Bullet

I was born into this world no identity of my own
 So, I believed every word that my sweet mother told
 When I was a child, I learned the devil ways
 I could fight with the best of them
 I could resist the pain
 As I became a man, I learned life's mysteries
 But there was always something hidden away from me
 Head looking' for a bullet, loose your head!
 Looking for a bullet.
 This deceptive place lies and politics
 I've been on the edge agitation has set in
 I see the trouble is coming again
 Minds of wrath are rising within
 When the worlds were framed
 I was standing there
 The things that are seen were not made
 Of things which do appear
 In the desert of my mind in the in-part realm of time
 At the Place of the Skull count all my bones
 In the valley of decision on the island of despair
 Cut off my way of thinking I will see you there