Stop the violence

**STOP THE VIOLENCE**  
*(rage-core / beatdown hardcore style – think turnstile meets knocked loose energy but angrier)*

[low chugging riff, building tension – no vocals yet]

VERSE 1  
I’m sick of the color leaving faces  
Sick of the flash before the bang  
Sick of scrolling past another “thoughts & prayers”  
While kids still gotta duck under desks to sang  

You sold us safety behind iron sights  
You sold us freedom in thirty-round mags  
Now every schoolyard’s got a kill count ticker  
And you still got the nerve to call it “flags”  

PRE-CHORUS (screamed, half-time breakdown)  
HOW MANY MORE?!  
HOW FUCKING MANY MORE?!  
TELL ME THE NUMBER THAT MAKES YOU CARE  
TELL ME THE BODY COUNT YOU CAN BEAR  

CHORUS (full band blast, gang vocals)  
STOP THE VIOLENCE! – before I lose my fucking mind  
STOP THE VIOLENCE! – or we’re all just next in line  
STOP THE VIOLENCE! – your thoughts & prayers are cyanide  
STOP THE VIOLENCE! – OR WE BURN THIS WHOLE THING DOWN THIS TIME  

VERSE 2  
Politicians with blood-money handshakes  
NRA dick in their mouth while they smile for the pic  
Moms burying babies in dresses too small  
While you tweet about “mental health” like that fixes the clip  

I saw the livestream comments cheering the bodycam  
I saw grown men jack off to manifestos  
You built a culture that fetishizes the slaughter  
Then act surprised when the reaper comes to collect what he’s owed  

BREAKDOWN (slow, crushing, call & response)  
WHO KEEPS SELLING THE GUNS?!  
(WE KNOW WHO!)  
WHO KEEPS BLOCKING THE LAWS?!  
(WE KNOW WHO!)  
WHO LETS THE BABIES BLEED OUT ON TILE?!  
(WE KNOW WHO! WE FUCKING KNOW WHO!)  

FINAL CHORUS (double-time, completely unhinged)  
STOP THE VIOLENCE! – I’m done with the eulogies  
STOP THE VIOLENCE! – your God don’t hear apologies  
STOP THE VIOLENCE! – we’re past marching, past civility  
STOP THE VIOLENCE – OR WE START COLLECTING TEETH  

OUTRO (feedback, one last guttural scream over dying riff)  
No more children  
No more candles  
No more hashtags  
No more chances  

STOP.  
THE.  
VIOLENCE.

(or we stop asking nicely.)

[final power chord rings out forever]

rage