I Am The Righteous Hand Of God - Poor Mans Poison | English Song

Give up the feelings you get, the highs, The lows and the last cigarette of your life The knife will cut never again, Give the pain, give the love, take the medicine And you'll never regret, take it in and reset, lose it all Good for the moment, So own it and let yourself live, outside your mind Thoughts in their place, On your face lies the trace of a smile, loving and kind Everything's vivid and clear, But the image is lost, just colors and lines Breaking yourself to connect to your Health, but in turn, you're losing the time I'm embarrassed, I'll admit it's further than I thought I'd let it go But now, I'm stumbling for words I'm breaking off a piece, releasing this, maybe I'll never be the same With all of the rain, what good is my sky? So I adjust as I must if I wish to align, and straighten my mind Days go unnoticed, it's good, I suppose I could say I'm feeling fine But where is my terror? My gut wrenching flares that compose and arrange on the lines Should I expect if neglecting my Hectic desire, my hands should resign? Take a moment, let it hit you, Thoughts can take you, shake you, grip you Take your heart, collapse and tear it, but it's not without its merit Everything is worth its while, savage thoughts can make you smile Art is art and hearts, are smart to let us forge a brighter start I'm breaking off from these releases, Who's to say I shouldn't be this way? Without all my pain, what good am I?

There he goes again Lost in the drink The bottle's half empty As he tries not to sink There he goes again He lost control again The drink takes him down Despair in his eyes As he tries not to drown There he goes again She says "Don't give in now We still need you I still need you around He says "I don't know how But I still need you To save me somehow" There he goes again Worse for the wear Empty glass, empty stare And he tried to outrun his history And his kids and his wife fought like hell for his life They tried In the end, it ain't a mystery He said "Show me the way, don't give up on me today" See, I tried If anybody's listening" But they're broken down now As he lies in the ground They tried They just weren't stronger than the whiskey There he goes again Slave to the drink The bottle's now empty As he tries not to think There he goes again She says "Don't give in now We still need you I still need you around" He says "I don't know how But I still need you To save me somehow" There he goes again Worse for the wear Empty glass, empty stare And he tried to outrun his history And his kids and his wife fought like hell for his life They tried In the end, it ain't a mystery He said "Show me the way, don't give up on me today See, I tried If anybody's listening" But they're broken down now As he lies in the ground He tried He wasn't stronger than the whiskey He wasn't stronger than the whiskey