They’re all gonna die
Pew pew pew ha ha ha
Is what the man said but no one listened.
No one listened when he told everyone
Exactly how many he wanted.
Twenty, but he only got 17,
So who’s laughing now? Probably still him.

When will it be enough?
Something the people ask in vain
But to no avail, when photographs
Melt from tear stains and
Every school in America is painted red
With the cowardice of years and years
Of not much else but thinking and

Praying to some sort of God in vain.
I think about giving up sometimes,
Usually all the time
And I would take a bullet for anyone.
I am not scared of death I am scared
Of that **** laugher piercing my ears
So loudly it makes me want to blow my own brains out.