Lyrics

[Intro] Let us all join hands for a moment of silence But a friend of mine said: "Quiet is violent" [Verse 1] Pop pop, and we're off to the races Ending while we keep on burying the faces Murder money making American greatness Hand me a gun, gonna make me famous Heart beat, stopping Shotgun, gunshots Stopping, heart beat Decimate a massacre in culturalization Chasing guns and more guns, and ammunition No change, policy obsolete Fate's in the hands of elephants and donkeys Twenty-first century dehumanization Taxation, misrepresentation Time is ticking, we're ticking all the politicing Thinking none of it, faking all of it in repetition So put your money where your mouth is, followed by a gun And let's start a revolution [Verse 2] I'm pissed off that a kid dying Is my inspiration to write this shit while I'm crying Law makers aren't making laws Honoring the fallen with guns over their eyes So we keep buying, and they keep lying And they keep trying to find the silver lining Lately, I've been finding the second amendments rights Are [?] While our forefathers lay in the grave, laughing, brooding No child left behind, 'til they're shot and die You hear their mother cry And her entire life flipped on it's side Like a truck running over a gun a few times She never said "Goodbye" And all we do is try to empathize By sending thoughts and prayers into the sky Yeah fucking right [Outro] Maybe I'll never have children Sometimes I think it's not worth the risk The thought of losing my own child, I can't even imagine Never getting one more kiss You can't think or pray with a bullet in your brain You can't think or pray with a bullet in your brain You can't think or pray with a bullet in your brain You can't think or pray with a bullet in your brain Oh So while my music crosses continents And I can come into my consciousness I can finally build my confidence, to say So while my music crosses continents And I can come into my consciousness I can finally build my confidence, to say Fuck your thoughts, and fuck your prayers You can't think or pray with a bullet in your brain You can't think or pray with a bullet in your brain You can't think or pray with a bullet in your brain You can't think or pray