Killed

My girl was afraid
to touch the death
men's hand
He can't just keep
laying here
So I carried him
with a friend
The bullet that 
killed him came 
from my gun
I didn't want to
he asked me to
Come my girl we
have to run
& hide
Don't you see
the reality
We have just
killed someone
They want to lock
us up for life
& beyond
In an dirty dream
raping prison