Grave Diggers

Another community ripped apart by America's gun crisis
The 565th mass shooting in 2023
That grief felt across the country time and time and time again

It's a new day not like the others
It's been a day since he lost his brother
The sun shines through the cracks in the shades
Lighting the room where he has remained
Why did this happen? What did he do
It should be him, not me in my shoes
Why did the light have to leave your eyes
Why was it you that needed to die?

Grave diggers this is on you
Your pockets filled
Another killed
You knew what you had to do
Their blood is on your hands
Grave diggers this is on YOU

Gets off his bed and walks through his room
Engulfed by raged he knows what to do
Goes to his closet and pulls out a gun
They'll know my pain, I won't be the only one
Without thinking he steps right outside
Without thinking just red in his eyes
High on emotions he rushes downtown
One person, second, a third person down

Grave diggers this is on you
Your pockets filled. Another killed
You knew what you had to do
Their blood is on your hands
Grave Diggers
Grave Diggers
This is on you
Grave diggers this was on you

They're gone, they're all gone cuz of him
They're all gone cuz of them
They're all gone cuz of him
They're gone, they're all gone cuz of them
They're all gone cuz of him
They're all gone cuz of them

The shots ring out and panic ensues
The people all scatter, lost and confused
With his hatred all clear, his conscience came through
He thinks to himself what the fuck did I do
He looks at his feet, at the red painted ground
Realizes what he did, puts the gun in his mouth

Grave diggers this is on you
Your pockets filled
Another killed
You knew what you had to do
Their blood is on your hands
Grave diggers this is on you
Your pockets filled
Another killed
You knew what you had to do
Their blood is on your hands

When will this
When will this
When will this stop
He ends his life with a pop



Credits
Writer(s): James Finona
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