prevent this tragedy

Lyrics

here we are again with handguns for hearts, they had a master plan, wanted to tear us apart, nothing to hold, all hope deleted, our demise has been completed now, nowhere left to go but down, the flames of hell they give me hope, i drown, in oceans of this tragic part of town, where nothing's heard for miles but the sound, of children wishing they were safely underground, we are the walking dead, we hold this ghost in our arms, we take our daily breath and thank our unlucky stars, tried to get by on bread and water, craving blood poured from the alter now, not much left to do but drown, in flames of miscommunication, down, then out and off in search of someone proud, to translate what we truly dream about, as we lay in this bed thinking out loud, i'm screaming uncle, mercy me, and my broken telepathy, for i'm left with nothing but this bloodless riverbank, west memphis, please, i'm begging you to stop praying for me