Thoughts and Prayers

Let us all join hands for a moment of silence
 But a friend of mine said quiet is violent
 Pop pop, and we're off to the races
 Ending while we keep on burying the faceless
 Murder and money making American Greatness
 Hand me a gun, gonna make me famous
 Heartbeat stopping shotgun gunshot stopping heartbeat
 Decimated massacre-ing culturalization ruination
 Chasing guns with more guns and ammunition
 No change. Policy: obsolete
 Fate's in the hands of elephants and donkeys
 21st century DEhumanization
 Taxation MISrepresentation
 Time is ticking and we're taking all the politic-ing
 Thinking none of it and faking all of it in repetition
 So put your money where your mouth is
 Followed by a gun and let's start a revolution
 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 I keep trying to find a silver lining
 Lately I've been finding
 Second amendment rights are convoluted
 While our forefathers lay in the grave, laughing, brooding
 No Child Left Behind
 Until they're shot and die
 You hear the mother cry
 Her entire life flipped on its side
 Like a truck running over her gut a few times
 She never said goodbye
 All we do is try to empathize
 By sending thoughts and prayers into the sky
 Yeah fuckin' right
 Maybe I'll never have children
 Sometimes I think it's not worth the risk
 The thought of losing my own kid?
 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
 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
 So while my music crosses continents
 And I can come into my consciousness
 I can finally build my confidence to say
 FUCK your thoughts
 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