Ms. jones taught me english, but I think I just shot her
son
Cause he owed me money, with a bullet in the chest you cannot run
Now
hes bleeding in a vacant lot
The one in the summer where we used to smoke
pot
I guess I didnt mean it
But man you shoulda seen it
His flesh
explode
Slow motion
See me let go
We tend to die young
Slow
motion
See me let go
What
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