Children With Machetes - Die Mannequin

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