The Cold
It's getting colder now
So cold
Passin' me by, far side like the comic strip, these inkblots on an honest tip
I'm sick and tired seeing good people wasted on this shit
Tin foil and a bobby pin
Ain't this obvious
It's old news by now
We started with pills, pharmacy push em on us
16 years old in the back of a wrestling bus
Arm in a sling, doctor just wanted some cheese
Some people hustle for need
Some people hustle for greed
Slip up one time and this system can turn you straight into a victim
Ya beggin for handouts and takin your life on your knees
Time can break you up from one mistake (I wish it ain't you)
Bridges that they gonna burn all at your wake (none of it true)
Get out you try to start living and noone gon' hire ya, straight back to flippin'
Think of the children, half of them end up the same place when your life is spendin in prison
Birds made illegal, lock em in cages
Another kid grows up no father to raise him
Say its all to keep us safe, and
Really keep more of their slaves, and
The way that they selling they soul it might leave us on our own driving a regular dude
With no problems to pick up a sawed-off and just start defending my own
They'll keep you in the cold again
They'll keep you in the cold
I was drawin them lines on the road again
It's hard to see you through the smoke
Where ya been how you doin my friend
Where the hell did you go
I was talkin' you could really see the venom on their breath
I guess it's just the cold
Till it cut one of your own
So cold
And who gonna pay
Ask em, who gonna pay
For all of the countless lives that all the profit wash down the drain
Nobody care, that ain't my mom
Man in the alley he isn't my friend
He aint my pop, they made a choice
Slowly it was always festering in
Frostbite in february far from fated it fell into hatred leaving till one night your fate is fleeted
Hope receded, heart is frozen way more than freezing meaning you in the cold now
And noone can save you
Cause you on your own now
Dust all them skeletons up off your shelf them habits take hold now
I seen it happen once or twice, and now I ain't hopeful
You never know how deep the pain cut inside
Until it cut one of your own
They'll keep you in the cold again
They'll keep you in the cold
I was drawin them lines on the road again
It's hard to see you through the smoke
Where ya been how you doin my friend
Where the hell did you go
I was talkin' you could really see the venom on their breath
I guess it's just the cold
