Lyrics Nicole Dollanganger – Rampage

I hear him screaming like late night white trash TV stations
Black combat boots pacing in through the school building

He’s gonna fight the good fight, the noble war

Yeah my baby has a baby but it’s not me

Gunslinger, black duster, delusions of a western
He wears his hat on backwards, sets fire to his locker

I’ll bet you’ve never seen the smile of a Savage/Springfield 67H
With his blurry face and cracked voice gone through VHS tapes