[Hook: P.O.S]
My girl gave me a bolt cutter; we love to break in
We claim all the spaces they'd forgot they had taken
And all this is ours, it's gonna be what we make it
If only the stars were close enough, we would paint them
She gave me a bolt cutter; we love to break in
We claim all the spaces they'd forgot they had taken
And all this is ours, it's gonna be what we make it
If only the stars were close enough, we would paint them
[Verse 1: Sims]
Yeah
They said we couldn't have that
Square 'em in the eye right back, said "yeah, yeah"
We gon' take it anyway, that’s that
Anyway, we don't feed out your hand
Look what we built with a grain of sand
It's the end of the golden era
We don't buy terror
We define terror
Me and my girl, we on the run
But we shoot back when the lawman come
Hard to sleep when the darkness creeps
We won't quit till the job is done
We were trying to be quiet
But you incited a riot
Conquered, divided it
We learned and applied it
Arrogance, audacity
Your love from a magazine
My love load a magazine
And she be shootin' all you motherfucks
Duck
[Verse 2: Dessa]
You know, I've seen a little glory
And your trinket isn't it
Save your voice, I know the story
"Man Abandons Sinking Ship"
I heard you did your dissertation
On the rise and fall of man
You said the golden era's over
But we'll rise and fall again
We lost some ground, we lost some time
Man look alive, we lost enough
Yeah, look around, we're finders now
Clean that shit up, you're losing blood
This ain’t Kansas
Show of hands if you've said your prayers
Now put them down if you've got answers
This place, it takes the faith of a mantis
[Verse 3: Mike Mictlan]
She wants to spend the night in graveyards
Loves fair, plays hard
But that’s for keeps, yeah, that’s for keeps
She’ll break my skin with a needle
I'll break my hand in the face
That ever questions her equal - yeah, that’s for creeps
There ain't no ground when I’m lookin'
I'm climbin' twisted stairs; it’s funny
Cause I'm so high, I’m more twisted
Than when I see her running
We're going up to the top
She wants to see our city drippin' in electric pedals
It's crazy, but kinda pretty
Told me "watch your step, follow close
Fuck it if we get caught"
Strongest links in the chain
Are the first to get cut
Together, till we all fade
Keep the blade in the gut
They keep us in a cage too long, to fake they care about us
[Hook: P.O.S]
My girl gave me a bolt cutter; we love to break in
We claim all the spaces they'd forgot they had taken
And all this is ours, it's gonna be what we make it
If only the stars were close enough, we would paint them
She gave me a bolt cutter; we love to break in
We claim all the spaces they'd forgot they had taken
And all this is ours, it's gonna be what we make it
If only the stars were close enough, we would paint them
[Verse 4: POS]
Yeah
The sign said something easily forgotten, clearly
And time is not my problem, she reminds me nearly hourly
I notice til I don't
All rules respected less with every step
Neglecting lessons about trespass
Passing old plans, lost to the rent
Laugh till we sick, passing a twist
So savage, we nag at your standards, and spit
With a generally messed up view - says who?
That handle is safe
And we typically don't give too much weight
To a life with a worms'-eye view
We play like birds prey
Any place warm, stay, love it
We own our space, roam home
Anyplace aimed, go
