Bulletproof

[Verse 1: Matt Brandyberry]
You got no one to relate to
You're different, and everyone hates you
You feel like there's no other way
To end all the pain and no one can save you
The struggle you're forced to keep hidden
But who is to blame when nobody would listen?
You cried out for help, but no one paid attention
The blood in the halls could've all been prevented, yeah.

[Pre-Chorus: Danny Case & Matt Brandyberry]
And now we're at the bottom, and I'm the one with problems
I blame it on the whole damn world
The voice that's in my head is becoming my best friend
He's no one to mess with, he said, he said, he said
He said, he said.

[Chorus: Danny Case]
Hey kid, you wanna be a star?
Take this and show 'em who you are
Make 'em pay in, blood for every scar
There's no saving you from the monster you are.

[Verse 2: Matt Brandyberry]
It's easy for people to say
The youth of the nation is sick in the brain, but
We're looking for something to blame
Like music and movies and video games, and
Every day's more of the same
So many are dead, and there's more on the way
You shoot up a school for a taste of the fame
But the blood and the bullets won't end all the pain, yeah.

[Pre-Chorus: Danny Case & Matt Brandyberry]
And now we're at the bottom, and I'm the one with problems
I blame it on the whole damn world
The voice that's in my head is becoming my best friend
He's no one to mess with, he said, he said, he said.

[Chorus: Danny Case]
Hey kid, you wanna be a star?
Take this and show 'em who you are
Make 'em pay in, blood for every scar
There's no saving you from the monster you are
Hey kid, what's under your shirt?
Will it change it? Is it what they deserve?
Now they're shaking, so what you gonna do?
You got 'em praying, they were bulletproof.

[Chorus: Danny Case]
Hey kid, you wanna be a star?
Take this and show 'em who you are
Make 'em pay in, blood for every scar
There's no saving you from the monster you are
Hey kid, what's under your shirt?
Will it change it? Is it what they deserve?
Now they're shaking, so what you gonna do?
You got 'em praying, they were bulletproof.