Bang Bang You’re Dead
Or is it all in your head
The bullets fly and they fall one two three and four
And all of the scared drop and hit the floor
The room is filled with screams
As the gun shots ring
Babies are killing babies
Cause no matter the age
In the end they are all still babies
Guns in schools
Guns in parks
And if you don’t like the gun
You are naive and you’re young
Protection
Liberation
Freedom
You name the game
You chose the prize
To me guns lead to death
And I chose life
You pick on the kid and you get shot
You call him a name and he’s too hard to stop
The government says we need protection
The innocent need guns as a form of liberation
But who is tell who is innocent anymore
How do you know they just don’t want to settle a score
No where are you safe
There is no where to hide
Because everyone is really evil on the inside
You’re taught only to hate
Yet you try to imitate
The actions you see on the TV and in the games
And when you are caught you try to plea insane
Cause that wasn’t really you doing all the action
It was the violence that caused this reaction
Today everyone tries to act tough
Think tough
Look tough
Be tough
Live tough
Cause the name of the game is survival
So go ahead and kill all of your rivals
Its a corrupt way of thinking
No way to live your life
Cause after they're all dead
You're the one that commits suicide
And you can blame it on the TV or the games
Who implant violent messages in your brain
But if I could place the blame
I would say it was parents that made their kids insane
And now all these good souls have died in vain
Cause society has brain washed your brain
Keep the guns locked away
Keep the guns out of school
Cause no where is it written that a gun makes you look cool
In Memory of all lives lost from School Shootings
RIP
© 2007 foresakenangel
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