Paul Kersey to Jack Kimball - P.O.S

And it’s a cold winter

Some of us think of this like a Kersey turned to a Kimball

Or like a .22 turned to a .357

Something like that

And it’s cold when you’re told he’s got a tag on his toe

Nuh-uh, no Nuh-uh don’t let it go

Get the call from your mama.

Tears, drama

Didn’t go peacefully, so he was murdered in cold

Blood on the windshield, move like it’s nothing

See, motherfuckers are tough

And could give a fuck about

Nothing ever changes around here

Stand like an ape, and you swear you’re so sorry

But didn’t hit the brakes

You’re a killer

And I don’t mean it like you mean it, you piece of rat shit

I hope you burn for this

And I ain’t talking about fire and brimstone

Hope your murder weapon crashes into a closed Amoco

So it’s you all alone as you go

And it’s real when you peel your fucking face off the wheel

And I can see my own breath

(I can see my own breath)

It gets colder in front of cold shoulders

See, we don’t throw our hands up like we don’t care anymore

We throw our hands up like we don’t care anymore

Cause we don’t

And how could we?

Nothing ever goes how it should

We don’t throw our hands up like we don’t care anymore

We throw our hands up like we don’t care anymore

Cause we don’t

I give it all to the bone

My people are not alone

(You are not alone)

(You are not alone)

See, we’re cold to the silence

Bow, violins as we stroll hella silent

Like seeking asylum, while sneaking inside a box in the closet

Was locked 'til he got it

Cocked, then he shot it

Amazed by the weight and the way

It made his most famous display

By all of his favorites, he prayed

Practiced at saying its name

Well, okay

They’re shooting

Made you look at yourself just to say

And it’s wrong

(And it’s wrong)

What you gonna do when your son’s gone to a better place

Caught a hot line in the face

Displace anger, lay your flowers down and stand strong

And I can see my own breath

(I can see my own breath)

It gets colder when thrown the cold shoulder

And I can see my own breath

You ever feel like

(You ever feel like)

There ain’t nothing left?

There ain’t nothing left

There ain’t nothing left

There ain’t nothing left

Do you ever feel like there ain’t nothing left?

(Cause I do.)

Do you ever feel like there ain’t nothing left?

See, we don’t throw our hands up like we don’t care anymore

We throw our hands up like we don’t care anymore

Cause we don’t

And how could we?

Nothing ever goes how it should

We don’t throw our hands up like we don’t care anymore

We throw our hands up like we don’t care anymore

Cause we don’t

I give it all to the bone

My people are not alone

Come on