Sit down, let’s have a talk
You know that you’ve caused a lot of shock
In everyone living in this country
The person behind the trigger is hungry
For bodies of people
Mental fuck all happy and gleeful
The bullets calling dibs
On the heads of innocent kids
Look what you’ve caused
Bullets fly, the world paused
Ten dead, from another crazy head
Sprayed down a school and then fled
They really had nothing to gain
They just cause the pain
Every single channel on the topic
Speaking about it like it’s just a bunch of gossip
Fact is, the weapon shot
The barrel not blocked
Safety off, no more rounds all locked
Ready to fire the glock
You raised my generation
In the movies, the songs
Shit, I had one on occasion
Even at a celebration,
But look what they’ve made you do
You’re so popular too
Everyone loves you
You’re a killer, that’s true
You cause chaos out of the blue
We debate over the laws
Trying to create a clause,
But funny thing is
Pop quiz!
Death is at its dawn
When everyone else is dead and gone
Who’s going to be around in the end?
It’s the tungsten gun that will be your only friend
Rest in peace.
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