Guns Don't Kill

Contact: Michael Weiskopf-646-206-7683
Blue Highway Insomnia Music
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Copyright: Michael Weiskopf/Blue Highway Insomnia Music 2014 ASCAP



GUNS DON'T KILL

there are raging voices inside my head,

can't stop, shake or slow them down


messages from my pillow and under my bed

from the mouth of a wicked painted clown

I never was much good and now it’s time for me to do wrong
my lips and legs are moving fast to a Devil’s song
i'm walking the line against my will, now i'm forced to act
I’m over the fence, past the point, there is no turning back

i don't want to do it, i don't want to believe but the devil’s got my mind and destruction up his sleeve

there's nothing in it for me no reward for what I’ll do
but evil is it's own reward the devil told me that it's true

Vs. 2
there's a weapon in my pocket, how it got there i'm not sure
but it's been like this, i've been confused
now it's time to go to war

i can't stop the voices, they're relentless and they're cold
driving me forward, it's time to lock and load

i see children with their parents i see shoppers at the mall
i'm wanna cut them down, I wanna kill them all
it's the only way the voices tell me they may stop
there's no talking to a friend, a priest, no talking talk to a cop

i could end this now, turn the weapon on myself
but the voices would continue, without hope and without help
the only way to stop them and to put my mind at ease
take aim at my target hold the trigger start to squeeze

I walk slowly down the hall without a word to say
I hear a child scream out as i blow his friend away
See his teacher running toward me with a cry
my steely eyes upon her as she bids the world goodbye

i take the clip from my vest and i look around the room
there's blood and tears, my carnage done, it's over way to soon
the last thing that i hear as the barrel fills my mouth
a job well done, the devil's glee we’re gonna welcome you down south