Selfishly I don't want what I see To be a prophecy Though it doesn't scare me I just think it would be a waste to die so fast And it might make some people sad But they will figure out life after me There will be some return to normalcy The story spreads itself out so suddenly I can hardly read what I'm picturin' Did he just do it so you'd know his name Or was he really just filled with hate? What I imagine when I close my eyes It would really make my mama cry And what I feel when I sing It would really leave you wonderin' Why can I see it so vividly? Slow-motion hyperspeed Broken glass Bloody mess I know I said somethin' different before But spare the guitar