Not only is there hate but there’s killing,
Lives wasted for fun, while playing a game,
At first the killer, thought it was thrilling,
But now all they do is hang heads in shame.
Where has the love gone, why’s the world so wrong,
There is no love, instead there’s deaths and hate,
Murders in the paper make me un-strong,
They only realise, when it’s far too late.
All these kinds of people only have hates,
Everyone’s the same in this killing place,
People get murdered by even their mates,
Life then to death is a road with a chase
The name’s on the grave, but it’s forgotten
The skeleton’s there but the rest is rotten
Why?????? |
