Red Flags Lyrics

The rodents are home

The rodents are home

In the town of Magico

The search is for gold, and dust turns to coal

The presence felt is so at home

The dream is now dead

Sit up in my bed

Soon these innocents will leak red

The coroner says

The shooter is dead

Who knows what went wrong in his head?

The media lies

He was such a nice guy

No red flags or warning signs

Except he posted online

Just a couple of times

A violent manifesto disguised

As a permanent crutch

Of pain and no lust

It reached the point of bitter disgust

Oh, and who is to blame?

You will remember the name

Bringing the whole country to shame

Think about all the families

But your thoughts and prayers don't do anything

The dream is gone

Now you know John so well

Welcome to his hell

Now you know Actual John