No Response

I want gunfire in my head
I want gunfire in my head
I gave it up false left for dead
I want
I want
I buried my head in the sand
I buried my head in the sand
I won't pretend I understand
I don't
I don't
And as it all is black and white
And 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
Why no response?
I've spoken my peace in the dark
I've spoken my peace in the dark
I've spoken just like I was taught
I'm calm
I'm calm
I've noticed my sense in the cold
I've noticed my sense in the cold
I've noticed young boys getting old
I'm done
I'm done
And as it all is black and white
And 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
Why no response?
Ah-oh ah-oh
Ah-oh ah-oh
And as it all is black and white
And 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
Why no response?