My best friend died here by my side
Oh, how I cried, so many died
It was a flood of tears and blood
Looks like a pool here at my school
But it's okay, God bless the NRA
'Cause I don't need a thing to go and get my own AK
To get my own AK
It's hard enough just to be a kid
To figure out with what's so wrong with what I did
To take a class, to pass at math, to meet a girl, conquer the world
Learning, dodging bullets just seems absurd
I have to be 18 to smoke a cigarette
My throat gets sore, I go to the store, I can't get Sudafed
Can't even watch a movie if it's NC17
But I can get a glock without a safety lock and a loaded magazine
Why is it so hard to understand
Certain things shouldn't be in children's hands?
It's not about protecting rights, it's about correcting wrongs
That's why I wrote this song
That's why you all should sing along
Or soon the future will be gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
My best friend died here by my side
Oh, how I cried, so many died
It was a flood of tears and blood
Looks like a pool here at my school
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