Guns
Guns don't kill
People kill
But we are guns
Put that gun on the table
Tell it to shoot
It won’t
But it does
Everyday it does
We are the gun
They're dead now
1,516,863
Dead
From that gun
By not controlling
We are telling the gun kill
We are the gun
1,516,863
Dead
Because America is home the guns
Instead of the brave
How can a child be brave
when watch their peers die
Because control is unneeded
We are the gun
We tell it “kill”
It does
And we reload it
And fire again
Because it's our ‘right’
1,516,863
Dead
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