| There they go again, harassing this kid so easily
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| His name is Andy, he grew up right down the street from me
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| I barely know him though, I just see him in school while passing me
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| Usually followed by two kids giggling in back of him
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| I don’t know why they feel the need to interfere and I’ll be honest
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| The kid is obviously a little weird
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| He’s got a stutter, plus always talks to himself, but it is clear to me they
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| shouldn’t mess with him
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| He probably wishes they’d disappear
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| Like yeah he’s different, so?
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| He ain’t causing harm to anyone
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| Yeah he might annoy them, not on purpose though
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| He’s never done something intentionally offensive like these other kids
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| Like yelling «stop being a retard!» |
| when they see him mumbling
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| Or called him a faggot when he’s saying something awkward
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| Yeah, he lives with it, but he shouldn’t have too any longer
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| He’s just a kid like any of us
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| Matter of fact, next time I see him I’mma say something and have his back
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| The next day ain’t any better, they’re abusing him
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| Everyday gets worse 'cause people accept it as they become used to it
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| And he don’t stand up but what can you do with that hate against you
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| You call 'em out, he’s called a spaz with some anger issues
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| They hear but they don’t listen, senseless
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| They’re hearing that bullies are everywhere thinking that here must be the
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| exception
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| But it’s so alive and its so true
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| They got open eyes but they don’t view
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| They got growing minds that they don’t use
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| And its pulverizing our whole youth
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| But to be honest, most of these bullies don’t mean any harm
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| They’re just kids like any of us, they like to be in charge
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| They like attention, but just lack guidance in getting it
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| So they put others down, none of us are always innocent
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| But that don’t make it right, cause again I’m watching Andy get tortured by two
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| of his peers with no reason in sight
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| And I know he knows I watch and he sees me paying attention
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| And It’s getting worse and worse, I hope he knows that I respect him
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| The next day Andy didn’t show up to school and I was nervous
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| He always came to this class, I wonder what was the purpose
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| The same class had the two kids who been messing with him
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| But without a target, both of them just blended right in
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| Twenty minutes later, the class was pretty quiet
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| As Andy walks through the door, he was shaking and crying
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| As all heads slowly in sync turned, he pauses
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| Then pulls a pistol out of his front pocket
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| The girls screamed, the boys sat there terrified
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| Nobody expected this but everyone knew the reason why
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| And before anyone could say something fully
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| Within seconds, two bullets flew into his bullies
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| More screams as the bodies collapsed
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| I felt I should say something 'cause I was the only one who had his back
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| I said «It's over Andy, they’re dead! |
| You had your wish!»
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| He turned to me and said «You? |
| You were the third on my list» |