Have we had enough yet?
Are we having fun yet? Have we had enough yet?
Repetition starting to get underneath your skin
Let's all get antiquated dressed in seven-second grief
Only attend to the symptoms, not the sickness underneath
Please give us just one moment, just a chance to catch our breath
Not every single child needs a bullet in their chest
Unless it's pressed upon the people acting like they know what's best
This is likely just the catalyst of what we can expect
So I guess this is what it looks like
Once the smoke is clear
It's happening here, and it's happening now, and it's got us gripped in fear
So I guess this is what it looks like
Are we keeping score?
They stoke the flame and then stake the claim that we got exactly what we asked for
Without a shadow of a doubt, we've lost ourselves
Open fire on a crowd, it's what we do so well
We eat what we see
Soon enough, we'll be six feet under
Make no mistake, it's bound to happen
One way or another
There might be something in the water
There might be holes in our sails
Let's get a grip on the wheel
Ride the ship, we may still have a chance at the white whale
In tragedy has a funny little habit
Makes communities consumed with grief
And honestly, if you ever ask me
I think that we can make this brief
So I guess this is what it looks like
Backpacks and bullet holes
Hallways of red and phone calls on end, it's likely going to take its toll
I guess this is what it looks like
Living under constant threat
We better watch our necks
Who knows what comes next?
I'm asking, "Have we had enough yet?"
Without a shadow of a doubt, we've lost minds
Another shooter on the prowl, it happens all the time
We need relief
Too bad, we'll be six feet under
You can't escape what's bound to happen
One way or another
Escape the mess, the mess that we made!
The mess that we made!
Escape the shame, just blame it on me!
Oh, just blame it on me
Escape the mess, the mess that we made!
The mess that we made!
Escape the shame, just blame it on me!
Quit blaming me!
