We all saw this coming
We all thought of running
faster than a bullet
we're all dead of something
Another guy up in a window
another sign of the crescendo
another life, another rifle, another homicidal psycho
another bible toting hypocrite
highlighting all our differences
suicide missions with a world full of witnesses
no question what the sickness is
we're addicted to the tragic
we love to watch a fire
to see what rises from the ashes
No one saw this coming
we were singing us some country
faster than a bullet
we were all screaming something
There's a guy up in a window
and the fire's automatic
It's Stephen Craig Paddock
he's here to cause some havok
he's high as hell on Valiums
he wants to feel the ground move
he's a product with a value
he's a cost of this culture
another post traumatic soldier
who wants some media exposure
for a war in his mind
that we've already sold you
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