Whisper To The Clouds

Turn the TV off!
You got another dead kid with a high school ring and it's glorified all over the screen
What's with this world and its social horror scene?
Look at me on NBC
I got a gun in my hand, I'll make the whole world understand how good this feels to cause a tragedy

Reporting live tonight, we paint this picture, oh, just right
The schoolhouse doors were blasted open wide:
Murder, suicide, 3 students died
There were 7 more down on the floor, there were a dozen little girls who begged the Lord
"Please let me survive!", as they were locked up inside

Won't it bring you down?
This isn't over now
Your prayers are only whispers to the clouds
You're crying oh so loud, and no one hears your sound, preparing for your journey to the ground

Memories of your babies, you'll never see, you're just pretending
You'll try, and it's all you do
You never thought that this could happen to you

Turn the TV off!
You got another dead kid with a high school ring and it's glorified all over the screen
What's with this world and its social horror scene?

Won't it bring you down?
This isn't over now
Your prayers are only whispers to the clouds
You're crying oh so loud, and no one hears your sound, preparing for your journey to the ground

No matter what you do, the pain comes to you