text: This is our last song
  Okay!
  I know what you think in the morning
  When the sun shines on the ground
  And shows what you have done
  It shows where your mind has gone
  And you swear to your parents
  That it will never happen again
  I know, I know-ow-ow what that means, I know-ow-ow-ow-ow
  That you all have guns
  And you never put the safety on
  And you all have plans
  To take it, to take it, dont take it, take it, take it
  Im tryin, Im tryin to sleep
  Im tryin, Im tryin to sleep
  But I cant, but I cant when you all have
  Guns for hands, yeah
  Im tryin, Im tryin to sleep
  Im tryin, Im tryin to sleep
  But I cant, but I cant when you all have
  Guns for hands, yeah
  Lets take this a second at a time
  Lets take this one song, this one rhyme
  Together, lets brea-eathe
  Together, to the bea-eat
  But theres hope out the window
  So thats where well go-o
  Lets go outside and all join hands
  But until then youll never understand
  That you all have guns
  And you never put the safety on
  And you all have plans
  To take it, to take it, dont take it, take it, take it
  Im tryin, Im tryin to sleep
  Im tryin, Im tryin to sleep
  But I cant, but I cant when you all have
  Guns for hands, yeah
  Yeah , yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Ooh
  Ooh
  Da-da-da-da-da
  Da-da-da-da-da
  Da-da-da-da-da, ah uh
  Da-da-da-da-da
  Weve turned our hands to guns
  Traded our thumbs for ammunition
  I must forewarn you, of my disorder, or my condition
  Cause when the sun sets
  It upsets whats left of my invested interest
  Interested in putting my fingers to my head
  The solution is, I see a whole room of these mutant kids
  Fused at the wrist
  I simply tell them they should shoot at this
  Simply suggest my chest and this confused music, its
  Obviously best for them to turn their guns to a fist
  Thank you so much for having us
  Alright, were gonna create circle right in the middle
  We spread out, spread out
  One last chorus
  Im tryin, Im tryin to sleep
  Im tryin, Im tryin to sleep
  But I cant when you all have
  Guns