Shots Fired Lyrics

Headline: "Worst Mass Shooting in America"

From Sandy Hook to Vegas to Pulse in Florida

To Columbine, to Cali to Virginia Tech

Just wait, give it time, it'll be your city next

Sing "God Bless America"

While you illuminate your phone

Half hour later on your elbows in a war zone

The same America that limits your pot plants

Unlimited access to assault rifles, makes sense

Cause money flows to politicians and gun stocks

But oh thank god the buck stops with bump stocks

"That should solve the problem" says the talking heads on tv

But they don't show remorse or take responsibility

For the unstable teen who's watching the screen

Thinking "Tomorrow morning phone alerts will beep all about me

hope they get the body count and name right on my wiki

Time to go and go out and down in history"

Where do we

Draw the line

When the bullets fly

Souls go to heaven

But the bodies left behind

Where do we

Draw the line

When the bullets fly

Souls go to heaven

But the bodies left behind

This is not for young eyes, these are grisly deaths

Tape off the crime scene, but look who's left

It's the victims families, forced to clean this mess

It's the bystander, the coward shot at and missed

They're the ones who got the real blood on their hands

But so does the media and politicians

Cause they can make a change but they fall and not fight

Getting shot at ball practice, is cool and hip right?

Doesn't matter skin color, or name on a list

If you terrorize, that makes you a terrorist

The media I got, one question for you please

Why the fuck do we know the shooter's first name is Steve?

Or did we forget

His name now

No bullets fly

Your mind goes to hell

While your body left behind

Where do we draw the line

When the bullets fly

Souls go to heaven

But the bodies left behind

Why should we

Draw the line

When the bullets fly

Souls go to heaven

But the bodies left behind

How do we

Draw the line

When the bullets fly

Souls go to heaven

But the bodies left behind