Flood of blood
I was inspired to write this lyric the other day, because of the terrorist act that happened in New York City on a subway train. It has to do with how accessible guns are in our country, and how they end up in the wrong people's hands. I'm not against the second amendment, but what I am against is getting guns illegally, or not doing the proper background checks. The person that did this the other day, could be very mentally ill, and should be given support way before these things come to fruition. You definitely was a very angry, and deranged person, but who knows what demons he was fighting. No I'm not excusing the act at all, and he should be prosecuted to the fullest extent, or sent to a mental facility for the rest of his life. But the fact that guns are so easily accessible, will continue to keep these mass shootings happening.
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Bullets flying
People dying
So many with guns
That shouldn't have one
People dying
For no reason
To these sick fucks
It's always open season
Hey NRA
Why don't you throw away
All your beliefs
And give the peaceful some relief
(Do it today)
So tired of the screams
And the blood
So many washed away
In the flood of blood
Men, women, and children
It makes no difference
Most of all
It makes no sense
Hey NRA
Why don't you throw away
All your beliefs
And give the peaceful some relief
(Do it today)
So tired of the screams
And the blood
So many washed away
In the flood of blood
Men, women, and children
It makes no difference
Most of all
It makes no sense
Bullets flying
People dying
So many with guns
That shouldn't have one
People dying
For no reason
To these sick fucks
It's always open season
Hey NRA
Why don't you throw away
All your beliefs
And give the peaceful some relief
(Do it today)
So tired of the screams
And the blood
So many washed away
In the flood of blood
© Howard Aronson 2022