Amanda's gun

The kids out, out in the street they burn down
Under Gods good sun
The kids out, out in the street they burn down
Amandas gun
The Kids out, out in the field they fry
Under Gods good sun
The kids out, out in the field they die
Amanda's gun
Im so low I gotta look up to look down
And I
Im so high I never touch the ground
And I
So young, so young to get down
And I
So young, far to young to get down
And I
Im so low I gotta look up to look down
And I
Im so scared, scared under the ground