Half Staff
Half Staff Society, I guess that's our reality
You never know if you gonna wake up to a tragedy
We tend to send our thoughts and prayers
But never mend our state affairs
And I don't wanna see a mother prayin
Wonder if her baby made it
Wish the teacher got their say in
Before the bullet done delayed it
Or the textbooks gone restate it
Just statistics in the vaguest
Yeah, I'm talking half-staff society
Gunshot for notoriety
They coming, so be quiet please
Class size 2A
But Congress talking 2A
Guess you can't be choosy
Might not have a Columbine
If someone would have caught em buyin
Pipebomb, bullet, ammunition
Served up at lunch like nutrition
No these bars are not solution
Just some words about the union
Though if it comes to bars
Lock em up for retribution
Do not label me a leftist
Or play me like I am right
I just want this shit to stop
Keep on hearing shots at night
This American, arrogant
Please don't shoot the Samaritan
They screamin out with the sorrow
Might not text back tommorow
Man that shit just sounds awful
I guess faith is a fossil
Confidence to stay lawful
But mental health is a bottle
Half Staff Society, I guess that's our reality
You never know if you gonna wake up to a tragedy
We tend to send our thoughts and prayers
But never mend our state affairs
And I don't wanna see a mother prayin
Wonder if her baby made it
Wish the teacher got their say in
Before the bullet done delayed it
Or the textbooks gone restate it
Just statistics in the vaguest
Yeah, I'm talking half-staff society
Gunshot for notoriety
They coming, so be quiet please
Call up EMT
Confirm the Killing Spree
SWAT team is on the scene
There's blood down on the street
Man I wish I made this shit up
Shooter cannot find the remorse
Like hold up, you can't find your peace inside of a chapel
Dodging bullets and shrapnel
People wanna skedaddle
Politicians be claiming that this the fault of they rivals
But see this shit is a cycle, the news is breeding disciples
To all the victims families
I hope that y'all can find your peace
Keep on hearing bout the shooter
Then the tragedies increase
Man that shit just sounds awful
I lost faith, this ain't docile
And confidence is unlawful
When mental health is a bottle
You never know if you gonna wake up to a tragedy
We tend to send our thoughts and prayers
But never mend our state affairs
And I don't wanna see a mother prayin
Wonder if her baby made it
Wish the teacher got their say in
Before the bullet done delayed it
Or the textbooks gone restate it
Just statistics in the vaguest
Yeah, I'm talking half-staff society
Gunshot for notoriety
They coming, so be quiet please
Class size 2A
But Congress talking 2A
Guess you can't be choosy
Might not have a Columbine
If someone would have caught em buyin
Pipebomb, bullet, ammunition
Served up at lunch like nutrition
No these bars are not solution
Just some words about the union
Though if it comes to bars
Lock em up for retribution
Do not label me a leftist
Or play me like I am right
I just want this shit to stop
Keep on hearing shots at night
This American, arrogant
Please don't shoot the Samaritan
They screamin out with the sorrow
Might not text back tommorow
Man that shit just sounds awful
I guess faith is a fossil
Confidence to stay lawful
But mental health is a bottle
Half Staff Society, I guess that's our reality
You never know if you gonna wake up to a tragedy
We tend to send our thoughts and prayers
But never mend our state affairs
And I don't wanna see a mother prayin
Wonder if her baby made it
Wish the teacher got their say in
Before the bullet done delayed it
Or the textbooks gone restate it
Just statistics in the vaguest
Yeah, I'm talking half-staff society
Gunshot for notoriety
They coming, so be quiet please
Call up EMT
Confirm the Killing Spree
SWAT team is on the scene
There's blood down on the street
Man I wish I made this shit up
Shooter cannot find the remorse
Like hold up, you can't find your peace inside of a chapel
Dodging bullets and shrapnel
People wanna skedaddle
Politicians be claiming that this the fault of they rivals
But see this shit is a cycle, the news is breeding disciples
To all the victims families
I hope that y'all can find your peace
Keep on hearing bout the shooter
Then the tragedies increase
Man that shit just sounds awful
I lost faith, this ain't docile
And confidence is unlawful
When mental health is a bottle
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