Loss For Words

I'm at a loss for words, and my heart it hurts I'm at a loss for words, and my heart it hurts Things going on in this world, so absurd Mr. President tell me what's the word? Selling ammunition to the mentally ill, Just to make a penny while innocent get killed Turn on the news and I heard the sounds, From the thirty-second floor gun shots raining down All those lives lost, what a pity Just tryna have a good time down in Sin City This ain't the first occasion, but I hope it's the last Kindergarteners can't feel so good in the class Wanna walk down the street, not look behind my back, As a MAC rip through a venue fully packed and blast... This ones for Columbine this ones for Paris And one for all the lives lost in Las Vegas This ones for Cali and for Miami, This ones for London and no I'm not done One for Iraq, Yemen and Saudi, and for Syria and those murdered babies 'Member Africa, and for Hiroshima, Pearl Harbor and the World Trade Center For Chicago and Jerusalem, come on people put down the guns This ones for everyone who has lost Someone who cannot be brought back with words I'm at a loss for words, and my heart it hurts I'm at a loss for words, and my heart it hurts I wanna know in the heads what is going on Too many situations for fit in one song Wanna have a good time with my friends in the club Without someone getting shot while I'm tryna make love So many, so many now with the man up Above, while we're all left to clean up the blood Children left with no parents, parents left with no children And when you really think it out it's all for no good reason I don't got all the answers so tell me who does All I really know is we really need love I don't got all the answers so tell me who does All I really know is we really need love... This ones for Columbine this ones for Paris And one for all the lives lost in Las Vegas This ones for Cali and for Miami, This ones for London and no I'm not done One for Iraq, Yemen and Saudi, and for Syria and those murdered babies 'Member Africa, and for Hiroshima, Pearl Harbor and the World Trade Center For Chicago and Jerusalem, come on people put down the guns This ones for everyone who has lost Someone who cannot be brought back with words Last of the land from sea to sea we all Share the same blood and there's no need to bleed At the hands of another man, but I understand if it's self defense But there will be no reason to defend If we could all live as one and join hands I'm at a loss for words, and my heart it hurts I'm at a loss for words, and my heart it hurts