Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Poison, artist - Madchild. Date of issue: 07.05.2017
Song language: English
Poison |
| That’s no other feelin' on earth |
| I try to feel |
| But it hurts |
| I feel like a million miles away |
| Dealin' with this poison |
| It felt so far away |
| Lookin' back I’ve realized |
| I was just hidin' from the pain |
| Check, my head was constantly in the clouds |
| That’s why I feel like I’m lost in space |
| Dealin' with this poison |
| Yo, I amm lucky just to be alive |
| 'Cause I’ve pushed it to the limit |
| Now I’ve realized |
| Listen |
| I shouldn’t even be here |
| So every night I thank God |
| That I can think and see clear |
| Lost in space and feelin' stranded |
| I was on a mothership |
| And I’ve finally landed |
| People that I love |
| They didn’t leaved me stranded |
| So I’m back to finish what we started |
| How we planned it |
| 'Cause after black magic |
| This will attract savage |
| Went from above average |
| Down to a drug addict |
| The devil on my shoulder with a pitchfork |
| Piss-poor |
| Thinking what the hell do I do this for? |
| But now I’m back |
| And I can kill on the freestyle |
| But you won’t see my smile |
| Cause I’m embarrassed of my teeth now |
| Takin' pills |
| Now the sugar did a number on them |
| And that just one of another other hundred problems |
| I’m an ugly goblin |
| I’m a dirty troll |
| Misguided angel with a bruised face and hurtin' soul |
| Sittin' in the corner |
| Staring out into a distance |
| Truly like a zombie |
| Hospital gown and wrist band |
| Listen |
| That’s no other feelin' on earth |
| I try to feel |
| But it hurts |
| I feel like a million miles away |
| Dealin' with this poison |
| It’s nothin' like it |
| And that’s the problem |
| I felt like I was a million miles away |
| I see clearly now, tho |
| Shit’s real |
| Two years later |
| Now I write the second verse |
| I’m on the verge of blowing up on every record burst |
| I don’t even think about some coke |
| And grabbin' opiates |
| I’m makin' money now from snappin' like a scorpion |
| Shows sober, now 'causelife is full of choices |
| My voice makes a girl’s pussy moist as some oysters |
| And every night I like to find myself another groupie |
| Without a straw stuck up her nose |
| And fucking perfect boobies |
| That means that she ain’t high on cocaine |
| Hard to have a conversation with a girl with no brain |
| Not that I really wanna talk a lot |
| I’m tired from the show |
| Just rub my back and make my cock a rock |
| Yeah, and suck it like you mean it |
| Pretend my dick’s a big rock of crack |
| And you’re fiendin' |
| Not that I’ve leaned to fuck for hours without drinking |
| Lookin' back |
| I don’t even know what I was thinking |
| That’s no other feelin' on earth |
| I try to feel |
| But it hurts |
| I feel like a million miles away |
| Dealin' with this poison |
| How many of you understand real pain |
| Livin' inside of real trap |
| A day to day trap |
| Everyday of your life |
| It’s hard to explain |
| That’s no other feelin' like it |
| I’m so thankful now I can finally see clear |
| I’m livin' life now |