Thoughts and Prayers - Stacked Like Pancakes

Let us all join hands for a moment of silence

But a friend of mine said: «Quite is violent»

Pop pop, and we’re off to the races

Ending while we keep on baring the faces

Murder money making American greatness

Hand me a gun, gonna make me famous

Heart beat, stopping

Shotgun, gunshots

Stopping, heart beat

a massacre

Chasing guns and more guns, and ammunition

No change, policy obsolete

Fate’s in the hands of elephants and donkeys

Twenty-first century dehumanization

Tax evasion, misrepresentation

Time is ticking, we’re ticking all the politic

repetition

So put your money where your mouth is, followed by a gun

And let’s start a revolution

I’m pissed off that a kid dying

Is my inspiration to write this shit while I’m crying

Law makers are making laws

Honoring the fallen with guns over their eyes

So we keep buying, and they keep lying

And they keep trying to find the silver lining

Lately, I’ve been finding the second amendments rights

Are laughing, brooding

No tie left behind, 'til they’re shot and die

You hear their mother cry

And her entire life slipped on it’s side

Like a truck running over a gut a few times

She never said «Goodbye»

And all we do is try to emphasise

By sending thoughts and prayers into the sky

Yeah fucking right

Maybe I’ll never have children

Sometimes I think it’s not worth the risk

The thought of losing my own child, I can’t even imagine

Never getting one more kiss

You can’t think or pray with a bullet in your brain

You can’t think or pray with a bullet in your brain

You can’t think or pray with a bullet in your brain

You can’t think or pray with a bullet in your brain

Oh

So while my music crosses continents

And I can come into my consciousness

I can finally build my confidence, to say

So while my music crosses continents

And I can come into my consciousness

I can finally build my confidence, to say

Fuck your thoughts, and fuck your prayers

You can’t think or pray with a bullet in your brain

You can’t think or pray with a bullet in your brain

You can’t think or pray with a bullet in your brain

You can’t think or pray