Are we having fun yet? Have we had enough yet? Repetition starting to get underneath your skin? Let's all get antiquated dressed in seven second grief Only attend to the symptoms, not the sickness underneath Please give us just one moment, just a chance to catch our breath Not every single child needs a bullet in their chest Unless it's pressed upon the people acting like they know what's best This is likely just the catalyst of what we can expect
So I guess this is what it looks like Once the smoke is clear It's happening here, and it's happening now And it's got us gripped in fear So I guess this is what it looks like Are we keeping score? They stoke the flame and then stake the claim That we got exactly what we asked for
Without a shadow of a doubt We've lost ourselves Open fire on a crowd It's what we do so well We eat what we see Soon enough we'll be six feet under Make no mistake, it's bound to happen One way or another
There might be something in the water There might be holes in our sails Let's get a grip on the wheel Right the ship we may still have a chance at the white whale Tragedy has a funny little habit Makes communities consumed with grief And honestly, if you ever ask me I think that we can make this brief
So I guess this is what it looks like Backpacks and bullet holes Hallways of red and phone calls on end It's likely going to take its toll I guess this is what it looks like Living under constant threat We better watch our necks Who knows what comes next? I'm asking have we had enough yet?
Without a shadow of a doubt We've lost our minds Another shooter on the prowl It happens all the time We need relief Too bad we'll be six feet under You can't escape what's bound to happen One way or another
Escape the mess The mess that we made The mess that we made Escape your shame Just blame it on me Just blame it on me Escape the mess The mess that we made The mess that we made Escape your shame Just blame it on me Quit blaming me!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.