*WARNING: THIS WORK CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE. IF THIS OFFENDS YOU, PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS.*
Walk through the doors, walk through the halls
Guns in their hands, here they are, stand or fall
Time to shoot, time to die,
Hear the sounds of poor jocks cry.
Columbine tragedy, oh so sad
Blame it on the mom, or on the dad
Blame the music, blame the games
But I’ve come to tell you, YOUR to blame
Innocence of youth, gone in a flash
Two troubled teens, troubled trash
God rest their poor souls, and the souls of those gone
But to prevent the tragedy, stop MAKING FUN
Pick on the goths, pick on the punks
Pick on the nerds, pants their trunks….
Call him a freak, call him a swine
‘Till he comes to school with a tech-9
Columbine Tragedy, oh so sad
Blame it on the mom, or on the dad
Blame the music, blame the games
But I’ve come to tell you YOUR to blame
Were they mental? Could be,
But the one thing you have failed to see
Push the “faggot” over the edge,
He will haunt you, when his soul is free
Want to end tragedy? Tell all the preps,
Tell all their friends to end the contest
Tell all the jocks, and the football king
The “trenchcoat” mafia, just went right wing.
Want to live another day?
HEAR THE FUCKING WORDS THAT I SAY
We HAVE to stop making fun of people, no matter who
The goth next door, me, or YOU
We have to end the deadly game,
We HAVE to stop falsely placing the blame
On music, T.V. and video games
The blames on US, as well as the shame.
That's extremely true. It's not music that makes us do things like murdering people, it's people. People make other people want to kill people. But yet, "it's all Manson's fault that those kids died". Bullshit. The kids teased the shooters to the point where they just had enough and then BOOM! They died. We've just got to stop while we're ahead before someone goes too far with things and then we have mass chaos.