Post by emceethunder on May 24, 2007 20:01:40 GMT -5
Dis is like, a song Ive been writing for a while, I hope it appeals to someone. check it out:
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[Intro]
Dear Parent/Gaurdian
We regret to inform you, your son has killed classmates
It all happend a lil past 8
He took 15 lives and his own in the end
His suicide note: "All I wanted was a friend"
We belive he had problems at home, is this true?
If so, when he was helpless, where were you?
[Verse One]
He seems to be the quiet one, noone wants to hear him speak
He tries to fight the pain inside but the beatings make him weak
You push a man to far, he can do crazy things
Lemme tell you the story of an angel wit the scabbed wings
He was an average boy, living in high expectations
He kept his life in books and music, couldn't make any relations
With the people around, they just stared and frowned
All the others they just laughed at him till his soul hit the ground
He had no reason to be proud, he didnt belive in himself
Noone understood, the pain that he had dealt
When he asked for help, they just stared in doubt
[Chorus]
Where were you mom, when life was so hard?
Did you have enough time to help your dying star?
Where were you dad, on a trip down route 66 without a care 4 me
If I let you down, Im Sorry if you cant understand me.
[Verse Two]
How could you not see the pain in his eyes?
Why does noone take notice till an innocent dies?
If sucide is an only option, who is too blame
If its not the bullies, or the violence, what feeds the flame
Ignorance has taken over the broken home
Now a young child feels pain when hes alone
why does it gotta be like this? why does it happen everyday?
when a child wears something different, why is he called gay?
Emo, Goth, Metalhead, Punk, Jocks, Preps, were all the same
Were all subject to the over used claim called blame
It was the music, the media, the violence, the guns
Yeah, they overlook the president droppin bombs for fun
But there were signs before, but u never took the time
How many more must die, before you open your eyes?
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
bitches telling him hes loved, but they're all fakers
Life without love is sitting in a class full of haters
And it dont help when he knows theres nothin in the refrigerator
He tries to find purpose, but the world grows faker
No money, no home, no shoes no clothes
Noones there, noone knows
But things can get worse, so be prepared for more
the last thing you should do is wait around for an open door
look for something to grasp, and dont ever give up
where were you, parent/gaurdian, when you were needed by your son?
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[Intro]
Dear Parent/Gaurdian
We regret to inform you, your son has killed classmates
It all happend a lil past 8
He took 15 lives and his own in the end
His suicide note: "All I wanted was a friend"
We belive he had problems at home, is this true?
If so, when he was helpless, where were you?
[Verse One]
He seems to be the quiet one, noone wants to hear him speak
He tries to fight the pain inside but the beatings make him weak
You push a man to far, he can do crazy things
Lemme tell you the story of an angel wit the scabbed wings
He was an average boy, living in high expectations
He kept his life in books and music, couldn't make any relations
With the people around, they just stared and frowned
All the others they just laughed at him till his soul hit the ground
He had no reason to be proud, he didnt belive in himself
Noone understood, the pain that he had dealt
When he asked for help, they just stared in doubt
[Chorus]
Where were you mom, when life was so hard?
Did you have enough time to help your dying star?
Where were you dad, on a trip down route 66 without a care 4 me
If I let you down, Im Sorry if you cant understand me.
[Verse Two]
How could you not see the pain in his eyes?
Why does noone take notice till an innocent dies?
If sucide is an only option, who is too blame
If its not the bullies, or the violence, what feeds the flame
Ignorance has taken over the broken home
Now a young child feels pain when hes alone
why does it gotta be like this? why does it happen everyday?
when a child wears something different, why is he called gay?
Emo, Goth, Metalhead, Punk, Jocks, Preps, were all the same
Were all subject to the over used claim called blame
It was the music, the media, the violence, the guns
Yeah, they overlook the president droppin bombs for fun
But there were signs before, but u never took the time
How many more must die, before you open your eyes?
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
bitches telling him hes loved, but they're all fakers
Life without love is sitting in a class full of haters
And it dont help when he knows theres nothin in the refrigerator
He tries to find purpose, but the world grows faker
No money, no home, no shoes no clothes
Noones there, noone knows
But things can get worse, so be prepared for more
the last thing you should do is wait around for an open door
look for something to grasp, and dont ever give up
where were you, parent/gaurdian, when you were needed by your son?