[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