I got a problem
I seem to have em often
But i got some pill i wanna try

I got a problem
You think you can solve it
You sound like a doctor when you cry

It’s not a problem
If you just ignore it
Drown it out with old whisky & rye

I got a problem
Don’t know what to call it
I see it when i look into your eyes

Forty nights & I forgot to pray

I’ve got your bullets in my head
I didn’t know that I was a
Super Hero

I often wonder
Will you take me under
I’ve got so much buried alive
I often wonder
Is this really thunder
Or am i just hollow inside

Forty nights & I forgot to pray

I’ve got your bullets in my head
I didn’t know that I was a
Super Hero

I’ve got your bullets in my head
I didn’t know that I was a
Super Hero

I’ve got your bullets in my head
I didn’t know that I was a
Super Hero