Gunnssss
Guns Don't Kill People
Guns Don't Kill People
People kill People
Repeat it again
Repeat it again
That gun is your frienddd
Baby Tommy plays with his toy guns shooting Sara in the head but their just having fun
Josh keeps his glock on his side, in case the pussy boys from the gang downtown want get buckk wildddd
Sentor looks to the side and checks on his million dollar home from the high tech security camera he just put in. While the 100th school shooting victim parent talks about the nightmares and emtional damage they can't handle.
Lisa picks up her daddys gun, she is only 3 and is curious about everything pulls back the clip to watch the gun go *bam*
Mark is bullied everyday at school, he goes to his parents and teachers they say "ignore them". But the pain has already eatten his soul and Mark just wants to let gooo.
Guns Don't Kill People
Guns Don't Kill People
People kill People
Repeat it again
Repeat it again
That gun is your frienddd
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