of July It's still engraved in my mind and I'm not suprised.
Gang wars no guns hand to hand.
You're black I'm white he's purple but I still don't undestand.
I'm going to be alright I'm going to be okay
everything is going to be fine back off.
I want to be alone I want to think it out and
I'm thinking that I want to go home.
Look who's laughing now.
I'll pull it off somehow.
As I passed her by I could see her cry and
I'll never forget the look that was in her
eye and the music you know it played on &
and on & on so won't somebody tap her on
the shoulder tell her life goes on.
3 years 2 months 1 week 4 days I'm always
counting down because there ain't no easier
way trust me you know that I tried and if I
said it was easy then you know that I told a lie.
I'm going to be alright I'm going to be just fine.
One down five billion to go.
Am I the next in line and do I really want to know?