Does someone choose when to turn off the lights Imagine that some leave and says “I’ll be back in five” But he never makes it back, saw everything in white
Who am I to decide or to dictate Only because you have a gun And your shining gold chain There was no hit and run No necessity to kill someone
Those beautiful words aren’t what they portray Is there a favorite child here? It feels everyday as it was rainy-day Sleeping out there in the front door Hiding drugs on the car´s floor?
We need change now Violence? Is there another way somehow You looked suspicious, so seven times you deserved There was no crime, he was just concerned