Young people die,nThat’s how the story goes,nEveryone cries,nWe are alonennPeople are scared,nThey don’t know what they’re afraid of,nMost in this world are unaware,nThat they are one that is lovednnChorus:nThere are many things in life I don’t understand,nLike why people won’t help you or reach out for your hand,nThere’s a gun in his hand and your vision goes black,nYou’re dead before you knew you were under attack,nYou have died so young for reasons no one is sure of,nNow you watch loved ones cry for you from way up above,nAll because someone pulled the trigger,nHe didn’t look you in the eyes; he didn’t even have the vigornnWhy are children dying?nIt’s something I don’t get,nSo many don’t care and have stopped trying,nHow can a killer feel no regret?nnIt’s true, there are those who are good,nThere are others who are bad,nThis world is so misunderstood,nWhy does everyone always have to be so sad?nnChorusnnYou didn’t deserve to die,nWhy did he shoot you?nYou didn’t get to say goodbye,nWhy did he shoot you?nnChorusnnChorusn