Lyrics The New School Shooter - Analog Rebellion

The New School Shooter

Old computer
New school shooter
I’m just like you
Hope I end up like you
You’ve been planning
Scheming, scanning
It will happen soon
Feels long overdue
Maps of hallways
High school cliches
You want to let them know
You feel so hollow
You feel so hollow
I would like to rearrange your
Glass that’s counting sand
Dry and damaged hand
Organize your fatal counter
All the hate you’ve absorbed
The things you’ve shut your mouth for
The things you’ve shut your mouth for
Just a minute
It’s tough to get it
Drawn and underscored
Your life has been ignored
Mother’s valium
Father’s shotgun
Sun might burn you
The rays might scar you
But I’d argue today is beautiful
Desperate letters
Life feels better in the summer air
I will meet you there
I will meet you there
You’ve been planning
Scheming, scanning
It will happen soon
Feels long overdue
Maps of hallways
High school cliches
You want to let them know
You feel so hollow
You feel so hollow