5. Shooting spree |
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Shooting spree Got out of bed with things in my head I said to myself Be good to yourself You have to be Who else will be? The neighbour next door His wife left for more He sits in his chair and watches the war You have to be You have to see Ahh How days can turn so sad Man on the roof kills everyone that gets in the line of him and his gun then shoots himself when he's done... Could one foresee Where it would lead a schoolyard dispute turns into a high school shooting spree Tragically Ahh How days can turn so sad And strip you of all that's glad |