Letra de 'Shooters (Demo)' de Tom MacDonald

We're makin' murderers' famous
They kill a bunch of kids and get on all the front pages (all the front pages)
I don't know none of the victims
I know the guns in the system promote the ones
Who are dangerous (the ones who are dangerous)
It's become entertainment

We got people wearin' hoodies full of criminals' faces
We got movies gettin' made portrayin' killers as saviors
And parents leavin' kids alone at home with guns in the basement
We forgot that we're human and traded love for some views
Sold compassion for a buck to advertise what we do
Let our fear of each other become the flame to the fuse
And now we're pullin' the trigger like we got nothin' to lose
Would you pull me from a burnin' car or film it yellin', world star
A gun don't make a soldier with a purple heart
What happens if tomorrow there's a world war
We wasted our bullets on each other 'cause our morals died

We got shooters on the T.V. screen and shooters on the news
We got shooters in the shoppin' malls and shooters in the schools
You got shooters in your circle, you got shooters on your phone
You got shooters you look up to and good people that you don't

You're stuck in the game
All of these rappers are fake
Money and bitches and chains
Guns in yo' face
Flexin' is getting them paid
'Cause you think it's gangsta to say
The country's afraid
Kids will get shot at today
Bodies are fillin' the graves
Nobody's safe
You keep a gun on your waist
Bullets will not make a change

So distracted by free porn
There's nothin' we need more than liquor and women (liquor and women)
While our children use the internet to bully one another
And then purchase ammunition (purchase ammunition)
So addicted to your phone

That you ignore the kids and never give them any supervision
So they learn to build a bomb with shit you keep inside your kitchen
And you wonder how they ended up with life inside of prison
When you mourn a dead gorilla, they're confused about their gender
When they smell like marijuana, you get mad and lose your temper
When they ask you about stupid shit, you tell 'em they should Google it
Then wonder why the troubled youth are suicidal lunatics
The liquor store is right next to the gun shop

The Walmart's sellin' barbie dolls and bump stocks
You think it's tragic when a shooter kill a student
But then say it's all a plan for government to change the gun laws

We got shooters on the T.V. screen and shooters on the news
We got shooters in the shoppin' malls and shooters in the schools
You got shooters in your circle, you got shooters on your phone
You got shooters you look up to and good people that you don't

You're stuck in the game
All of these rappers are fake
Money and bitches and chains
Guns in yo' face

Flexin' is getting them paid
'Cause you think it's gangsta to say
The country's afraid
Kids will get shot at today
Bodies are fillin' the graves
Nobody's safe

You keep a gun on your waist
Bullets will not make a change