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Piles of bodies strewn all around me this act of terrorism frightens and confounds me and before my best friend's laid to rest Channel 3 wants interviews, psychologists want tests Try to make sane from insane You don't care about the pain To you it's just another media game You want a million answers, I have one If you loved him like a son maybe he would not have resorted to the gun You wanna know what was the final straw What pushed them to the edge and made them do it all All these answers I don't care and I don't need I just want to sleep at night and not see my friends bleed Try to make sane from insane You don't care about the pain To you it's just another media game You want a million answers, I have one If you loved him like a son maybe he would not have resorted to the gun Piles of bodies strewn all around me this act of terrorism frightens and confounds me and before my best friend's laid to rest Channel 3 wants interviews, psychologists want tests You wanna know what was the final straw What pushed them to the edge and made them do it all All these answers I don't care and I don't need I just want to sleep at night and not see my friends bleed Try to make sane from insane You don't care about the pain To you it's just another media game You want a million answers, I have one If you loved him like a son maybe he would not have resorted to the... Gun!!!