Текст песни
Just a young, dumb kid full of hate
Born and raised in an open-carry state
What goes around come around
The warning signs were there in the house on the hill
Where his wifi password was kill
What goes around come around
One more lost and lonely American son
In a love affair with his guns
What goes around come around
Twenty-seven words on an old piece of paper
Still causing so much hurt two centuries later
What goes around come around
Just a young, dumb kid full of hate
Born and raised in an open-carry state
What goes around come around
In a different world altogether
They could've been best friends forever
And ever and ever