April Fool's Day if you must
I don't celebrate this day of pranks and laughter
If only they knew what happens after
"It was just an innocent prank"
I guess you're the one to thank
For the melancholy consuming me
He was walking down the street
Four little punks breaking windows
Soon is heart slowed
The round metal pierced his heart
Then everything fell apart
Four little boys running scared
To be prosecuted and tried fair
They'll be tried like the men they are
16, 17 barely able to drive a car
I want them to see
What they did to our family
This is why I don't celebrate lies
Today is April 1st
The day my father died