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A child asks what their parent did When they had lockdown drills when they were a kid Parent can't respond... it's hard to pretend We didn't have domestic terrorism drills back then The almighty gun, so righteous and strong Is part of the problem, can empower the wrong Misinformation breeds fear, what follows is hate When the gun goes off it's not a mistake Russian bots Well-known facts all disregarded And echo posts Propaganda running rampant Fake accounts Well-known facts all disregarded And willing hosts Propaganda running rampant Hit the deck, block the door, cover up your head Survivors demand action--get attacked instead Hard to comprehend someone whose actions are so evil But gun money talks hard, loud and of upheaval Whichever messenger it was told you kill it dead Whatever message put that privilege in your head Whatever reason every rhyme every screed Hate poisons the mind, and lone wolves run free I believe the children are our fodder A frightened parent, misinformed voter Vote to hold defenses against The Other Licensed violence to encourage the hate To re-oppress those who stand up It threatens the oppressor Even kids in cages separated, no food, water, cold, dying on the floor The victim blaming shaming gaming game is getting really old... really old Russian bots Well-known facts all disregarded And echo posts Propaganda running rampant Fake accounts Well-known facts all disregarded And willing hosts Propaganda running rampant OPPRESSOR The bruised ego in the mirror Which must be freed A lone wolf from the sanctuary Writes himself a lunatic screed Of paranoia and righteousness Choose a new pack of targets With power no one should wield And yet the privilege is theirs Because their privilege dares The privilege makes it right The privilege makes the other The privilege demands retribution The privilege makes it black and white Martyrs for it, and murders that fit For a smug mug shot and a police escort out To the sunlight and the cameras and the notoriety The victims scattered wide across the floors inside again Liberty is Tragedy is Terrorist is Hypocrisy The people scream for justice But the violins keep playing So the prayers keep praying Everyone back to their places Proud to own it proud to give it away Lockdown, lock out Thoughts and prayers, the American way Lockdown, lock out Overwhelming support for an actual fix Lockdown, lock out Falls on well-paid ears, misogynist or just racist Here it comes again Tick tick bang The power to decide who lives and dies A good guy with a gun The privilege decides who lives and dies A good guy with a gun Tick tick bang Is it over