Imaginary Gun

Some people of the past
should thank the Lord
while sitting on their bare knees
that they're not sitting next to him

Cause only a twist of fate
saved them from me
Saved them from hatred and vengeance
that I was going to spread

In my head I was ready
In my head I was prepared
To turn my school
into Columbine part 2

The start would on the yard
where they stood in disorderly rows
It would have been so easy,
like shooting fish in a barrel

No mercy would have been shown
Only the worst would die
Aiming for heads first
cause they are worth double points

Carefully keep track
of bullets that would be fired
To make sure one was left
To end it all and put my spirit to rest