He takes the world too serious and misses the fun
She takes it lightly with ignorance to lay under the sun
You take the time to watch the obsessive television
To watch them shoot the ******** out of everyone
He hates the people and buys himself a ******** gun
She closed her eyes cause she loves to pretend
You love the trigger happy killer on the television
To see the blood and not the message they send
The world isn’t made of flowers
And you know it's not even about the greed
You see it’s about power
That destroys everything that we see
Now he is dead on the floor of a school building
And she is crying cause her world is a lie
And you’re back on the net searching
To watch videos of people that die
If you took a step back to see through this
The power corrupts the need
But the people aren’t corrupted cause
You know that you are willing to feed
The world isn’t made of flowers
And you know it’s not even about the greed
You see it’s about power
That destroys everything that we see
I’ve got the power
I’ve got the power
I’ve got the power
And you won’t take it from me
I’ve got the power
I’ve got the power
I’ve got the power
And you won’t take it from me
The world isn’t made of flowers
And you know it’s not even about the greed
You see it’s about power
That destroys everything that we see
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Nicholas Conners
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