clah clah

clah clah 

you hear the gun shots a block away

clah clah 

you fear that today will be you last day to live 

you pray to god for it is not your time 

you worry about youself knowing someone else might be hurt

you are ungrateful as to only god had the power to stop the gunshots

clah clahyou

run and hide but you look back and see what couldve been you

you look foward and keep running not one moment thinking someone else 

died and you couldve helped them

clah clah you get shot and all you can say to youself is 

karma is a bitch and i am a coward