This is the revolution made of our blood
All yall ******* rolling in mud.
Lighting up instead of sparking up.
Maybe instead we can mark it up.
Start running cause we started spraying
Are you still praying?
Young Eric Harris
And the God of Sadness
Coming back to finish what we started.

Thinking.
Driving.
Arriving.
Starting.
Shooting.
Welcome to our little judgement day.

i think i still love you despite everything
how i wish you hurt me harder