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Oh Columbine, the bullets are a flying
from end to end, and on the football feild
The summers gone, the jocks are all a dying
I hate you all, you made my life a hell
Now die ye bastards, I really hate you
just go to hell you no good scum
Cause I'll be killing you with pleasure
Oh Columbine, Oh Columbine, the blood will flow
They tortured us, and gave out much humiliation
But no one cared, no one even wondered why
They beat on us, and gave so much degridation
now crimson flows, why did so many have to die?
And I wonder if we've learned a damn thing
Can we all ride above all this?
Did the deaths have any meaning?
Or are we doomed to repeat it?
Oh Columbine, Oh Columbine, Will more blood flow?
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