It Should Be Easy

It should be easy

at your grandma's home

it should be easy

to hold your mobile phone

but if they say you held the phone just like a gun

they're gonna shoot you down

it should be easy

when you're eight years old

I mean you gotta be crazy

how could you lose control

how could you shoot them through the window, the window of their home

oh you gotta be crazy

Hear the mother‘s crying but no one answers

It shouldn’t be so hard to get by

For anyone

why should it ever be dangerous

you're in your own damn street

all that you're doing is walking in the dark

why can't they leave you alone

But they were nervous with an itchy trigger finger

and that was all you did wrong

you could be selling a loosy

the cop is on his beat

all of a sudden you're running out of breath

all that you wanted to be there's nothing left

and if the sheriff's deputy did nothing wrong

would I be writing this song?