A SOUTHERN HORROR, 2010

Weight of the Gun

 

There ain’t much difference between a killer and a cop

They’re both looking for victims and working around the clock

I got my badge and I got my gun

I’m not someone you wanna piss off son

 

Wearing blue since I was 18

Fresh out of school my conscious was clean

Now I can’t say I’m the man I wanna be

I got blood on my hands and I can’t seem to wipe them clean

 

Time after time you cursed my name

Pointing fingers at me like I’m to blame

The weight of your world is measured in tons

But what tips the scale is the weight of my gun

What tips the scale is the weight of the gun

 

You call me a narc and you call me a pig

You call me when your boyfriend is beating your kids

You can pray to god but he doesn’t always help

But, I’m the one that’s gonna show up when you yell

 

Time after time you cursed my name

Pointing fingers at me like I’m to blame

The weight of your world is measured in tons

But what tips the scale is the weight of my gun

What tips the scale is the weight of the gun

 

Now I can always say that I’ve done the right thing

But who are you to think your better than me

We have all met the devil I just took him by his hand

and all he had to offer was a gun and a badge

 

Javi Garcia: lead vocals, electric rhythm guitar, acoustic guitar
Mike McClure: harmony vocals
Dave Yelacic: electric bass
Chris Compton: drums