Holding on to a Gun

Lyrics

[Chorus] Your memory is like holdin' on to a gun I ain't heard your voice in so many months If there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let you call your son Life, death, and sufferin', all in one (All in one, oh) Your memory is like holdin' on to a gun (Holdin' a gun, oh) I ain't heard your voice in so many months (So many months, oh) If there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let you call your son (Callin' your son, oh, oh, oh) [Verse] I ain't heard your voice in so many months When you died, rolled your ashes up inside a blunt If that's a sin, Lord forgive me for that one I was tryna see you again, you'd never come I don't know if you understand what you did to mom She cried tears for a yеar straight, was holdin' on I had so much to say to you, but I'd hold my tongue Years later, I'm still tryin' hard to ovеrcome I'm afraid of the day that I gotta hold my son Knowin' you the example that I was molded from Run away from this depression, I've been overrun Shot yourself in the crib, it was a hole in one, nobody celebrated I guess you couldn't handle you and mom bein' separated Tried to quit the drugs, all it did was accelerate it Police picked me up from school, I didn't understand Saw the look on mom's face, it hit me like a van Knew you was gone, at sunrise you was there in my home By the time dawn came around, nothin' was normal Changed everything about me, why I'm stuck in this form Where even on the sunny days, I'm so fearful of storms They say when somebody dies that another is born I'd trade everyone for you to come and see me perform What's the use of all the money and the jewelry I've worn? You died, but you never rose, all I got was the thorns [Chorus] Your memory is like holdin' on to a gun (Holdin' a gun, oh) I ain't heard your voice in so many months (So many months, oh) If there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let you call your son (Callin' your son, oh) Life, death, and sufferin', all in one (All in one, oh) Your memory is like holdin' on to a gun (Holdin' a gun, oh) I ain't heard your voice in so many months (So many months, oh) If there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let you call your son (Callin' your son, oh, oh, oh) Life, death, and sufferin', all in one