DEATH and DESTRUCTION
With everyone around
Death and Destruction can be found
When someone thinks "Where did we go wrong."
Another takes a hit from that deadly bong
Everytime you turn around you hear a gun shot
And u think "I hope that wasnt someone I know" is ur thought
Why would we choose a life of destruction
Instead of choosing a new one of construction
Why does it have to seem
That no one wnat to make good on that dream
It seems impossible with guns, murder, and illegal possessions
Why do we have these obsessions
In the '60 there was peace, love, and unity
And now there is misery, hatred, and blood from our community
America is supposed to be the land of the free
Instead we are afraid of the bloody spree
