Too Dead to Walk
The shots go off and I'm in shock. I don't know what to do. My teacher's dead, And my best friends head, Is bleeding on the floor. And over there, By the door, He reloads again, Once more. I told the cops that it could be him. Told them he was dangerous. But they ignored And I implore, What else was I to do? He killed my teacher, My coach, my friend. I wonder if this will ever end... Take away the legal right, And I'll be scared to walk at night. But sit and do nothing at all And I might be too dead to walk at all.
