Karaoké King Park - La Dispute

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de King Park rendu célèbre par La Dispute

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KFN
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À propos

Avec choeurs (au choix dans la version KFN)

Tempo : variable (environ 114 BPM)

Tonalité identique à l'original : Fa♯m, Sim, Mim

Durée : 06:55 - Extrait à : 02:57

Date de sortie : 2011
Styles : Indé & Alternatif, Hard Rock - Metal, En anglais
Auteurs-Compositeurs : Adam David Vass, Bradley Ryan Vander Lugt, Chad William Sterenberg, Jordan Lee Dreyer

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Paroles King Park

Another shooting on the southeast side
This a drive-by, mid-day
Outside of the bus stop by Fuller and Franklin or near there
Not far from the park
About a block from where the other shooting was last month
Or was it last week
Shots were fired from an SUV heading northbound, Eastown
The target a rival
But they didn't hit the target this time
They hit a kid we think had nothing to do with it
And I travel backwards through time and space and
I disintegrate
Become invisible
I wanna see it where I couldn't when it happened
I wanna see it all first hand this time
I wanna know what it felt like
So I float behind police lines
Reconstruct the scene in fragments of memories
I wanna know what his mother looked like up close
I wanna see her leaning over his body
So I float there
Transcend time
I wanna capture it accurately
I wanna know what the color of the blood was
Spilling out from the tarp onto the concrete, I
Wanna write it all down so I can always remember
If you could see it up close how could you ever forget
How senseless death
How precious life
I wanna be there when the bullet hit
And the crowd poured out as the shots drowned into siren sounds
Out of their houses now and over front yards
All the way up to the place where the police tape ran to mark the crime scene
Everybody trying to catch a glimpse of what was happening
Of what was going on between the ambulance and all the cop cars
Everybody gossiping
Whose kid got hit
Where'd it hit him and who could've fired it
Everybody wondering
How did it happen again
And is he dead
These children, our kids
Everybody wondering how far they were from where the victims lived
And I visit them
Their houses
Inside my dream I visit them
My spirit soaring high and high up over King Park
Leaves the crime scene
Travels further back
'Till far before the shooting
Through their windows
To their living rooms
I see them younger this time
Playing games and doing homework
All these marks of youth soon transformed coldly into stone for fights and stupid feuds
For ruins wrapped in gold
And cruelly I recall why I have come
To find a reason
But there cannot be a reason
Not for death
Not like this
Not like this
Three days later they made funeral plans
The family
Three days later a mother had to bury her son
Not far away the shooter holed up in a hotel near to the highway with a friend and the gun
That same gun
He'd fled immediately but was identified by witnesses
His picture on TV
Only twenty years old
They called him Grandpa
He was older than the others by a year
Maybe two and
He was safe for a while until somebody saw him there
And notified the authorities who surrounded the hotel
First arresting an accomplice while attempting to flee
Then chasing him up the staircase to the floor where he'd stayed
He closed the door hard behind him
Locked himself in the room
They could've kicked in the door but knew the gun was still with him
One he'd already used and so they feared what he'd do
I floated up through the window of a room to the West
I hovered out to the hallway
Tried to listen in
I heard them trying to reason
Get him to open the door
His uncle begging and pleading
Half-collapsed to the floor
He preached of hope and forgiveness
Said There is always a chance
To rectify what you've taken
Make your peace in the world
I thought to slip through the door
I could've entered the room
I felt the burden of murder
It shook the earth to the core
Felt like the world was collapsing
Then we heard him speak
Can I still get into heaven if I kill myself
Can I still get into heaven if I kill myself
Can I ever be forgiven 'cos I killed that kid
It was an accident I swear
It wasn't meant for him
And if I turn it on me
If I even it out can I still get in or will they send me to hell
Can I still get into heaven if I kill myself
I left the hotel behind
Don't wanna know how it ends

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