The New School Shooter

Old computer
New school shooter
I'm just like you
Hope i end up like you

You've been planning
Scheming, scanning
It will happen soon
Feels long over due

Maps of hallways
High school cliches
you want to let them know
you feel so hollow (x2)

I would like to rearrange your
Glass thats counting sand
Dry and damaged hand
Organize your fatal counter
All the hate you've abasord
The things you've shut your mouth for (x2)

Just a minute
It's tough to get it
Drawn and underscored
Your life has been ingored
Mother's valium
Father's shotgun

Sun might burn you
The rays might scar you
But I'd argue today is beauitful
Desparate letters
Life feels better in the summer air
I will meet you there (x2)

You've been planning
Scheming, scanning
It will happen soon
Feels like over due

Maps of hallways
High school cliches
You want to let them know
You feel so hollow (x2)