Letra de Response

I want a gunfight in my head
I want a gunfight in my head
I gathered up thoughts left for dead
I want
I want

I buried my head in the sand
I buried my head in the sand
I wont pretend I understand
I don't
I don't

And every hour is black and white
Then tell me what is wrong and right
I don't suppose that anybody knows
And maybe when we reach the end
We'll ask imaginary friends
By no response