Poison Idea 4 A.m.
I see a man's eyes, I know how he feels
Still suffering from a blow that once missed his shield
High strung stress from a nine to five weight
Like being put to the sword by a conquering fate
The scene is cruel, everyday life
4 A.M. and my street is alive
The scene is cruel, death toll gets higher
4 A.M. and my soul is on fire
This warrior of sin, struggle and time
Defeated by women, money and wine
This knight is not armor, just old flesh and skin
He carriеs the flag many men have oncе been
The scene is cruel, everyday life
4 A.M. and my street is alive
The scene is cruel, death toll gets higher
4 A.M. and my asshole's on fire
He walks towards the battlefield
Electric debris
A million walk with him
And one soon I'll be
