He Can't Believe In Me
this is my epic, this is my epic
my god can never accept this
he can never forgive this
as far as I've heard him preach
my god can never forgive me
driven midday, I know I'm late for the classes
drinking highways, so the time passes
truck full of guns, to make holes on their fabric
going to make this typical high school day, a Shakespearean tragic.
bombs planted around the walls, I'm walkin in a bullet proof vest
the explosion drives the deer out, my lips turn into a crest
blood spilling, sure beats the hell out of algebra, doesn't it?
my AK makes way through my classmates face....it's such a beautiful day.
teachers, faculty, students sleeping on the ground.
the halls don't even whisper a sound.
I know the cops will be coming around
but I've rigged the whole school ground
there in for a very big pow... wow.
there's this girl, in the fetal position
I lay my gun to her face and ask this question
'do you believe in god? '
she says, yes, then no
I laugh then let the bullet go,
her boyfriend was behind the dead crowd
now that's shes gone, he's all proud,
I shoot his chest, 'where's your god now? '
he's not in these halls, hes not protecting you or me
how can you believe in a man who would forgive me for things I've done today..?
but believe in he, and my 40 will dig your grave,
but if he believes in me, how is that okay?
after about 15 minutes, I've silenced half the people,
I head for the gym, for my last evil.
I walk into the doors, and everyone stares at me.
I can tell, what they're thinking. where is she? where is she?
among you... 'bring her out, or you all die'
she is pushed out of the huddle, you can see the fear in her eyes,
the love my life...stares at her new god,
whether she shall live, or she'll not.
why did you do? why did you do?
all this blood on the floor, it's all for you, for you.
'don't you look beautiful as ever'
'... why did you do this? '
'making myself apart of forever, '
'you killed people, how could you? '
'this is your gun, these are your hands, I'm your monster, you're my god. may I kneel? '
'I'm so sorry. I didn't have the right to do that. but all this? this is beyond us.'
'you see this fishy? here take the gun'
'what are you..'
'either you kill me, or I start executing these dudes.'
'please don't do this '
trigger click. she's better with
'I love you'
the girl screams for the suspense, see where the first bullet lands
you should hear the song my loves gun sang...
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