Guns! Guns! Guns!
Finger on the trigger, target in the sight
Shortcomings manifested through crosshairs growing tight
Prove that you're a man, it's what you always did
Your parents screwed your head up, you were just a whipping kid
Guns! Guns! Guns!
Make the maggots pay for all the names that you were called
Your life it had a purpose, being nailed against the wall
But now you're locked and loaded for a masochistic ride
No one saw the warning signs, they never even tried
Guns! Guns! Guns!
No one saw the warning signs, they never even tried
Now you're painted in the corner with the blood of those who died