Pistol Grip - P.O.W. Lyrics
I prayed everday while I was stuck in this holeBut no god ever came to save my soulI was conflicted in beliefs I was scared of the wrathLocked in this cell no questions askedP.O.W. my jugular bled, they spent eleven *****ing years tryingto drill in my headP.O.W. I spit on your crown, they spent eleven *****ing yearsslowly breakin me downP.O.W. I'd rather be dead, then spend eleven *****ing yearswith you drilling my headP.O.W. I spit on your crown, they spent eleven *****ing yearsslowly breakin me downI was too young to be in your crusadeI should have had a choice but it was yours to makeI'm no longer sane I'll never be the sameOne more year I'll put a bullet in my brainWater and bread, you could never starve meDid what you said, you could never change meKnow your stealth, you'll never winNow lets drink to my healthHere's to all the fallen soulsNo law, no god, no government sawThe deception and depletion of my life force gone
