"Winter In Belgium" lyrics

Sit across from my father
The shadow of the man that he used to be
Says the booze that he adds to these colourful pills
Is the only thing working that eases the ills

If I want to see the bullets
If he shall show me the gun
If I'd be down to do it
My father asking his only son

And he showed me the ammunition
And he pulled out the gun
A double-barreled beauty
Perfectly crafted to get the job done

Winter in Belgium
Fuck

He lifts the barrel to his mouth just to check the fit
Lifts the barrel to his mouth just to check the fit
Measuring his death with a cold short [*click*]
Double-barreled shotgun

I'll never forget how you looked in his hands
Double-barreled shotgun