Sound ringin' in the hall like

What's that?

You could hear a pin drop till that click clack

Omen of the day

Put a target on a snap back

The reaper has come

What a class act

How quick can you run with a back pack?

Saw my friend end up with a split cap

Leakin' on the floor

That sound of his head crackin'

Will haunt my dreams if I ever sleep

The blood is running like a stream at the children's feet

I taste the metal in air as I try to breathe

Head between my knees

God take my ears or stop the screaming

I grab my phone and text

"Dear mother,

I ran as fast as I could but now I'm cornered in

I just want to say I love you all while I have the chance

Sorry for the typos

There's blood all over my hands

I've taken you for granted

Never got to be the man

That you fought by tooth and nail to bring up in this world of disgust

For them to pump me full of lead until my organs rust

So close the casket

I don't think there will be much left but a mess in the cavernous chest of a Freshman

The shots are getting closer

I don't think that I have much longer

I hope that you find closure

This is it

I hear him opening the door"

Spill me

As I fill the cracks in the floor

Drain my liberty as you drain that magazine

I'm staring down the end of my tunnel

Look at them

Forfeit the bliss of ignorance

Let it set in like rigor mortis

We have failed you

Now mothers wail into the night

What is the cost of love and life?

We picked the price and now they pay

We picked the price and now they pay