Testi:
Poison Idea

Hanging around changing the world, Soon there'll be peace and it will be cool, Then we can start all over again, Then we can love the man who deals death

Ive been waiting for this moment For all my life Strength to taking stride in strife Standard scruple is out the door Always be better always want more

Day after day same old thing No goals no career It's like a bad dream Not confused They know what it's about Can't fit in But they know the way out Just

Almost got what I wanted, almost got what I needed, Tried to get it from you, you act so conceited, So hey mom, come here, 'cause I really like it there

So much discontent in this hatefilled place how could you want a master race? we all got to learn to help each other you are my sister, you are my brother

A real hot time in the Old Town Small white punk packs a big black gun Unthinkable thoughts await the innocent In the bright midnight sun And your crew

Struggling country, Police state cry, Break the Stronghold, You have to try to be free, Actions now, the struggles on, No police brutality, smash it

Freedom's just a word to those who give in, Or a state of mind for those who put out, Everything they have for an absence, Or another word for no oppression

In my dreams of Death, you were there The perfect crime, take my final breath The noose pulls tight, a perfect fit Swallow me up with your mistrust There