
No pc world when I was young
I can't remember
the songs I've sung
Yes I remember
Knocka door run
Just for fun
We'd like to run
now I'm almost 31
I still feel young
So many people die from guns
If I knew then
what I know now
Would I still play
with black toy guns
To some their safety
To some their power
In the end
they just disease
A cure for hate
A curse for pain
All they do is leave a stain



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