Tasteful Shooting - Jailbait

Oh, he’s drifted

Got him lifted

To a high plane with the bomb squad, gun shots

Through the building, he is seaming

Anger flows from every part of his body

The kids will try to run, murder another one

Found his heaven in the barrel of a shotgun

Look him in the eyes, it makes this more fun

Everyone he knows is gonna die unless he says so

He’s gonna even the score a little

Even the score a little

Oh, he’s ecstatic

Semi-Automatic

To his teacher’s head and he [?}

And he is singing to his favorite song for the last time, crying

He sinks to his knees, God forgive him please

Doesn’t wanna feel a thing anymore

Everyone he knows is gonna die unless he says so

He’s gonna even the score a little

Even the score a little