I've been fed all my life
Had stories read to hypnotize
I bang my head against the wall

Deep inside my head I've found
Some signs of life a mushroom cloud

I teach I read the greed, Oh this is the mouth I feed
With love! With love! So don't be accusing me
I've got God inside my head
Got God inside my head

Bless my soul, one false hope take some wisdom there
This punk's no dope and I feel the need to share

Jesus in my memory
Just don't remind me
Don't remind me
Don't remind me

That I teach I reach the greed, Oh this is the mouth I feed
And I refuse to believe, there's a cynical bone in me
I've got God inside my head
God God inside my head
God God inside my head, my head, my head

If I don't wanna die
If I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die

Copyright: Spirit Music Group
Writer(s): BRIAN FUTTER, ROBERT DICKINSON