Thoughts and Prayers

[Intro]
Let us all join hands for a moment of silence
But a friend of mine said: "Quite is violent"

[Verse 1]
Pop pop, and we're off to the races
Ending while we keep on baring 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 [?]
Chasing guns and more guns, and ammunition
No change, policy obsolete
Fate’s in the hands of elephants and donkeys
Twenty-first century dehumanization
Tax evasion, misrepresentation
Time is ticking, we're ticking all the politic
[?] 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 are 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 [?] laughing, brooding
No tie left behind, 'til they're shot and die
You hear their mother cry
And her entire life slipped on it's side
Like a truck running over a gut a few times
She never said "Goodbye"
And all we do is try to emphasise
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