Poison Arrow Songtext
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I listen to the clock tick life away
My soul is numb I put my gun away
I'm hopin' things change cause it's hard to live
On this Earth the way it is
Where fear is the king in the hearts of men
My soul is numb I put my gun away
I'm hopin' things change cause it's hard to live
On this Earth the way it is
Where fear is the king in the hearts of men
And I feel my patience wearin' thin
Ain't nobody worth trustin' so it seems
I got my dreams
And they are fadin' away
I'm bravin' the storm again
Cravin' the dead man, wars and noise
Inside my skull
Lock my bow and arrow in
High, poison arrow
With a backpack and an El Dorado
High, poison arrow
And you better look up 'cause you know I'm comin' down
The last line sucked me into the mirror
I look up at myself, how in the hell did I get here?
Two cigarettes and half a beer
And I think it's Mother's Day
The guilt's crawlin' all over me
And this song on the radio's callin' me
Leave this song cause you don't belong
And I know I'm on my way
You think I wanna be domesticated?
What am I? a cat?
Could then maybe you could just take a couple of seconds off my back
You beg and scream and cry
Can't you see that I'm tryin' real hard not to get high
What? you want me to die?
My stinkin', thinkin', on the brink and drinkin'
You wanna argue with me
You might as well put my mouth to the liquor
You want it, let's start it
You want psychotic, you got it
Don't be neurotic, too hell with logic
I'll show you idiotic
High, poison arrow
With a backpack and an El Dorado
High, poison arrow
And you better look up 'cause you know I'm comin' down
I grab the keys up off the table
Told my girl another fable
Said, "I'll be right back, sugar"
Jumped in the ride and caught a dealer
Cause there ain't nobody realer
When you need that sack, cracker
Give me four of the good stuff to free my soul
Give me three of the bad, I put the rest in my bowl
If I'm lyin', I'm flyin' gettin' busy livin'
No business dyin'
A visit from Carolina to Georgia
The sun's shinin'
Lookin' for a way to make it all okay
Lord could you make it all go away
I just don't wanna play these games
Give me the wings to fly
Lookin' for a way to make it all okay
Lord could you make it all go away
I just don't wanna play these games
Give me the wings to fly
Mainline the sky. Go
High, poison arrow
With a backpack and an El Dorado
High, poison arrow
High, poison arrow
And you better look up 'cause you know I'm comin' down
We outta here. Yeah baby.
Keep the house!
Ain't nobody worth trustin' so it seems
I got my dreams
And they are fadin' away
I'm bravin' the storm again
Cravin' the dead man, wars and noise
Inside my skull
Lock my bow and arrow in
High, poison arrow
With a backpack and an El Dorado
High, poison arrow
And you better look up 'cause you know I'm comin' down
The last line sucked me into the mirror
I look up at myself, how in the hell did I get here?
Two cigarettes and half a beer
And I think it's Mother's Day
The guilt's crawlin' all over me
And this song on the radio's callin' me
Leave this song cause you don't belong
And I know I'm on my way
You think I wanna be domesticated?
What am I? a cat?
Could then maybe you could just take a couple of seconds off my back
You beg and scream and cry
Can't you see that I'm tryin' real hard not to get high
What? you want me to die?
My stinkin', thinkin', on the brink and drinkin'
You wanna argue with me
You might as well put my mouth to the liquor
You want it, let's start it
You want psychotic, you got it
Don't be neurotic, too hell with logic
I'll show you idiotic
High, poison arrow
With a backpack and an El Dorado
High, poison arrow
And you better look up 'cause you know I'm comin' down
I grab the keys up off the table
Told my girl another fable
Said, "I'll be right back, sugar"
Jumped in the ride and caught a dealer
Cause there ain't nobody realer
When you need that sack, cracker
Give me four of the good stuff to free my soul
Give me three of the bad, I put the rest in my bowl
If I'm lyin', I'm flyin' gettin' busy livin'
No business dyin'
A visit from Carolina to Georgia
The sun's shinin'
Lookin' for a way to make it all okay
Lord could you make it all go away
I just don't wanna play these games
Give me the wings to fly
Lookin' for a way to make it all okay
Lord could you make it all go away
I just don't wanna play these games
Give me the wings to fly
Mainline the sky. Go
High, poison arrow
With a backpack and an El Dorado
High, poison arrow
High, poison arrow
And you better look up 'cause you know I'm comin' down
We outta here. Yeah baby.
Keep the house!
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