school shooter Lyrics

His name is Hope he goes to school just to get ridicule by a bunch of fools

He's searching for the meaning in reading these books

This isn't one of those stories where the kid has acne

He just feels nasty when he looks Into his mirror

He doesn't like what he sees within the inner picture

Picture that, he quivers

Damn

How are you supposed to live life when you don't see the purpose?

He feels that all that dreams do is crush you

Wrote so many pages just to brush 'em off like an eraser

Searching for a savior but he feels like a failure

Love doesn't feel like a purpose he thinks it's an obstacle

That is there to bubble your feelings until they crumble

He's learning we're all here to suffer

No brother or lover to show him peace these weeks are getting him weak

At some point he will break when he reaches his peak

Isn't it sad we feel these things when we're young

We perceive our emotions through a TV screen or a phone

We grow in a home with no rules so we built a backbone

Waiting till they turn on us and stare at our birthstone

Seeing time move yet it feels fast when we look at gravestones

Then you think of what you wanna be

Show 'em what you want them to see

But these thoughts got you going crazy

You're playing life as if it's a movie

So we move thirsty when we're in potion by beauty

Or find truth in tragedy to find our remedy

But you would be selfish to think you can find happiness in a girl

The only thing that keeps him going is his notebook

So he gets lost in his notebook

The only thing that keeps him fighting is writing

The only thing that keeps him sleeping is dreaming

The only thing that keeps him breathing is speeding

Eat, Sleep, School and repeat goes back home

But seems to forget his own parents

Don't know what to trust is

So he doesn't trust his own feelings

Not even with his own therapist

His own friends don't feel like they know him

All that he has is his notebook

So he writes about his emotions in the cafeteria

When these bullies behind him take his notebook

While they have him hooked by the throat

As they read what he wrote laugh at how he copes

Losing hope as he's struggling and crushing his goals

Tear 'em to pieces like memories

He yells "please"

But they don't care about "please" and he just froze

He couldn't believe these assholes

And asked where are the benevolent people that would rush to save 'em

But no one had his back no one gave a crap about his goals of rap

He just knew he was gonna kill these feelings so he storm out of school

Goes to back to a home where parents would abuse him

But that day they weren't home, checks under the bed

Finds a gun, feels no regret as he wears a vest

Sick of what they said, makes 'em add more lead

Dark thoughts filling his head he already knows that he is dead

So he went back to school with no regret or remorse

Lets shots fire spilling and killing every ounce of pain

That came on his way and kills everybody then suicides

Turn on the news all you see is parents afraid for their children

We ask how would we feel in their shoes and what their views are?

'Cause we never take time to wonder

What another perspect of life of others is in this mind

We feel to heal when we grief all we ask is to breathe

Never know how our actions can affect others

And it goes both ways 'cause we can't be selfish

Then we realized that the kid that did this turned out to be a school shooter

Thing is that was all an epiphany in his mind

'Cause thing is he woke up everyday with good friends and good parents

Never needed a therapist when love and care were always there

So no bear to weight when there is no pressure

So they always showed him what feelings are

So he never became the very thing everyone was afraid of a school shooter