Down the hallway, down the canteen
Chains and locks will keep'em all in
You think it's your mission, you think it's your right
To take them all with you, to take away their lives
Blame it on us. Blame it on them.
Blame it on anyone, but yourself.
Shoot'em up, shoot'em up
When you think life is like a video game
You insert coin and press start
Thirty-three futures, thirty-three lives
No one was with you, so no one survived
There's black in your hands, and red on the floor
You pull the trigger as you hear them implore

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