Elliot P - Guns

Tired of hearing that it's too soon to talk about it
People gone by guns and wounded have become a habit
But wait a minute, it's far from being all of it
The shade of the aspect is that the people he's paid to protect

Are not aware they're getting into deeper shit
More and more guns doesn't sound really pacific
A little ironic, hypocrit at the limit
When smaller countries changed a part of their system for the sake of it

Wanna know the results not a fucking shooting or assaults
None, none since two-thousand and one
Oh wow, wow who's the fault now still some lives went to dust
And one, just one was already more than enough

Enough of having to act tough walking 'round the block
Or looking out the window hearing two shots in the parking lot
Didn't like the way it felt, could see him well,
The guy as he walked putting that glock back on his belt

Barely could held his cigarette 'cause he was shaking as hell
Not gon' lie, I was doing so as well
I thought I could tell what fear could smell not even to compare
To the fear these students could feel when they started ringing the bell

So you think this shouldn't belong to me
Well let me remind you that it could happen to you, it could happen to me
And every member of your family
Waddup second amendment you don't want this crazy opponent upon'em

Interactions in the world are so simply incomplete
We should not be scared of where we put our feet
Just imagine how mama's life was hanging by a thread
No words could've been said to her baby boy in the shed
Laying down, dead, with a bullet in the head
It is dreadful, thinking of all those sleepless nights in bed

Have fun with your guns
I take in pity
The home of the brave, the land of the free
Cause fighting fire with fire
When armed to the teeth
Will blowup in a heartbeat
If'you don't remedy
The head of the state could be gone by the count of three
This entire empire
As lead you to believe
That guns aren't the enemy
Have fun with your guns
Have fun with your guns

I know it can be hard
To comprehend
If they're used
To protect your families and friends
But teaching your kids how to use a gun at age ten
Doesn't change the fact that you could
Lose them to guns in the end

I just want you to understand
What is in your hand
How many lives could we save
If they'd be really banned
Your kids go to school?
That's what I'm sayin'
If you're not doing anything
You better start praying
I think it's time for people to put on their pants
What happened to the common sense of fucking taking a stance
Walking in the streets knowing that you're taking a chance
Later on you'll wish that you could bring'em back but you can't

Have fun with your guns
I take in pity
The home of the brave, the land of the free
Cause fighting fire with fire
When armed to the teeth
Will blowup in a heartbeat
If'you don't remedy
The head of the state could be gone by the count of three
This entire empire
As lead you to believe
That guns aren't the enemy
Have fun with your guns
Have fun with your guns

Written by:
Elliot Paquette

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