Hangman
Delicate words from a small town preacher
â"š¬í…"Evil came visited us yesterdayâ"š¬?
A fit of madness no rhyme or reason
The innocent are always the one who pay
Whoâ"š¬â"ž¢s left to deal with the consequences?
Whoâ"š¬â"ž¢s going to pick up the broken pieces?
All homes arenâ"š¬â"ž¢t guarded by white picket fences
How could you kill a child?
Another psycho sixteen gunshots
Ringing out on a kindergarten playground
A flood of tears from desperate mothers
Think of your own now youâ"š¬â"ž¢ve really made her proud
Mommyâ"š¬â"ž¢s angel fatherâ"š¬â"ž¢s pride and joy
Will they mourn on the day of you hanging?
No they wonâ"š¬â"ž¢t cry cheeks will stay dry
When the leverâ"š¬â"ž¢s pulled and youâ"š¬â"ž¢re left dangling
Youâ"š¬â"ž¢ll get what you deserve