Children With Machetes

Military minds wanna play my game
 Skeletons and crimes crucify my name
 Godless battles piled on everybody -
 Open up your eyes!
 To venom threats
 And children with machetes -
 Fighting for their lives
 What might be going on in your head?
 (I don't wanna know)
 Well it might be a gun in your hand
 (I don't wanna know)
 What might be going on left unsaid?
 (I don't wanna know)
 Well, it might be the gun to your head
 (I don't want to know)
 All my friends are knives - suicide crusades
 Want to be my knife,
 And I'll be your chain
 Graveyard girls and homicidal make-outs
 Anthem for the lost
 Your drugs in the basement paralyze the nation -
 Get 'em while their young!
 What might be going on in your head?
 (I don't wanna know)
 Well it might be a gun to your head
 (I don't wanna know)
 What might be going on left unsaid?
 (I don't wanna know)
 Well it might be a gun in your hand
 Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
 The kids and the stench of blood on one another,
 Shooting 'til they run out of rounds
 The kids and their friends have cyanide expressions,
 Bodies pile up on the ground
 The kids and their friends have turned on one another
 Why didn't you just see this 'til now?
 'The King' is dead,
 And we all want revenge
 So hurry up
 (So hold on!)
 What might be going on in your head?
 (I don't wanna know)
 Well it might be a gun in your hand
 (I don't wanna know)
 What might be going on left unsaid?
 (I don't wanna know)
 Well it might mean a gun to your head
 (I don't wanna know)
 What might be going on in your head?
 (I don't wanna know)
 What might be going on in your head?
 (I don't wanna know)
 What might be going on in your head?
 (I don't wanna know)
 Well it might mean a gun to your hand, to your head