It’s not like you finally graduated High School,

Wearing your cap and gown down the aisle

And thought that your senior portrait would be on the floor along with a box of cigarettes

Hands Up, Don’t Shoot

Walking to your friend’s house,

When you see a pig up ahead

You both split ways and the pig chases after you

He cuts you off and you surrender,

Down on your knees

Hands Up, Don’t Shoot

It all seems like a comic,

With bubbles and words coming out of your mouth, saying

Hands Up, ,Don’t Shoot

You were in the Matrix,

Time went slow as you saw bullets flying towards you

You say goodbye to the world as your life flashes before your eyes

You stare in blank as the bullets hit you,

You fade into the white sky

Hands Up, Shoot.