La Dispute – King Park (Guitar)

F#m                     C#m
Another shooting on the southeast side

   A
Outside of the bus stop, by Fuller and Franklin

        D          E
Or near there, not far from the park

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About a block from where the other shooting was last month

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   Shots were fired from an SUV heading northbound, Eastown

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The target a rival but they didn't hit the target this time

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They hit a kid we think had nothing to do with it

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And I travel backwards through time and space and

F#m
   I disintegrate, become invisible

F#m
   I wanna see it where I couldn't when it happened

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    I wanna see it all first hand this time

D   C#m       A
    I want to know what it felt like

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   So I float behind police lines

C#m
   Reconstruct the scene in fragments of memories

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   I wanna know what his mother looked like up close

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  I wanna see her leaning over his body

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   So I float there, transcend time

C#m
  I wanna capture it accurately

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   I wanna know what the color of the blood was

C#m A
    Spilling out from the tarp onto the concrete

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If you could see it up close how could you ever forget?

Bm             A
 How senseless death, how precious life

G#m
 I wanna be there when the bullet hit

                     F#m
And the crowd poured out as the shots drowned into siren sounds

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Out of their houses now and over front yards

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   All the way up to the place where the police tape ran to mark the crime scene

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Everybody trying to catch a glimpse of what was happening

                    A                      E
Of what was going on between the ambulance and all the cop cars

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Everybody gossiping, "Whose kid got hit? Where'd it hit him? And who could've fired it?"

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Everybody wondering, "How did it happen again? And is he dead? These children. Our kids."

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Everybody wondering how far they were from where the victims live

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 And I visit them, their houses

F#          A
  Inside my dream I visit them

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My spirit, soaring high and high up over King Park

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Leaves the crime scene, travels further back

                   A
Til far before the shooting

A
Through their windows

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To their living rooms

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I see them younger this time, playing games and doing homework

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All these marks of youth soon transformed coldly into stone

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For fights and stupid feuds

          E
For ruins wrapped in gold

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And cruelly I recall why I have come to find a reason

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But there cannot be a reason, not for death

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Not like this, not like this

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  Three days later they made funeral plans, the family

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 Three days later a mother...   ...had to bury her son

Bm
 Not far away the shooter holed up in a hotel

G
Near to the highway with a friend and the gun

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  That same gun

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 He'd fled immediately but was identified by witnesses

G
His picture on TV, only 20 years old

D
They called him "Grandpa"

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  He was older than the others by a year

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 Maybe two

   B                             Bm                     B
And he was safe for awhile until somebody saw him there

Em
 And notified the authorities

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Who surrounded the hotel, first arresting an accomplice while attempting to flee

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 Then chasing him up the staircase to the floor where he'd stayed He closed the door hard behind him

          B
Locked himself in the room

Em
 They could've kicked in the door

C                           Am
 But knew the gun was still with him

Am
One he'd already used and so they feared what he'd do

Em                             G
 I floated up through the window of a room to the West

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 I hovered out to the hallway, tried to listen in

Em                              C
 I heard them trying to reason, get him to open the door

Am
 His uncle begging and pleading, half-collapsed to the floor

Em
 He preached of hope and forgiveness

G                              C
Said, "There is always a chance to rectify what you've taken

           B
 Make your peace in the world."

Em                                  C
 I thought to slip through the door, I could've entered the room

Am
 I felt the burden of murder, it shook the earth to the core

Em
 Felt like the world was collapsing

G        C
 Then we heard him speak

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"Can I still get into heaven if I kill myself?

Am     Bm
 Can I still get into heaven if I kill myself?

Em                  E   G
 Can I ever be forgiven cause I killed that kid?

C
 It was an accident I swear it wasn't meant for him!

Em
 And if I turn it on me

C     E
 If I even it out

Am     B
 Can I still get in or will they send me to hell?

E                            G
 Can I still get into heaven if I kill myself?"

C
 I left the hotel behind

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Don't wanna know how it ends