I want to be there in the morning
To walk with you down where the train goes slow
But those boards now mark the windows, so we can't go
Hollowed eyes conceal hollowed minds
And there's no redemption at the end of the line
So we're left speechless with hands tied behind
What is wasted in your head
I refuse with all I am to let you leave your mark on stained fucking pavement
You got the best of us again
The future stolen from our hands
With no concern for all the lives that you've taken
Or time that's running out
We're losing out
The show goes on, dangling your pulled strings
Columbine like a mural, a parting statement on the stairway
You rip life away
You rip homes away
You rip families away
Another school yard laid to waste
To remind mothers their sons are ruined
Tainted, indoctrinated to believe
In some twisted version of a '50s western
Puppeted off in a hail of bullets, prophesied by a televised hell
That laughs and lies of the worst of our reality
You got the best of us again
The future stolen from our hands
With no concern for all the lives that you've taken
Or time that's running out
You don't get to change who we are
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