Sitting back I leave them all behind
For the poison that I like
For the conscience killer
Just another sweet day on my own
I'm a king upon his throne
Not a saint nor sinner
All my days they break and end at the same time
With the streetlights out it's easier to hide
All the world is awake and grafting on the grind
Another perfect day with the poison that I like
How could I wish for any more
Than to sink into the floor
Hey I ain't no victim
Maybe someday I'll take your advice
Maybe once I might think twice
It's a conscious killer
All my days they break and end at the same time
With the streetlights out it's easier to hide
All the world is awake and grafting on the grind
Another perfect day with the poison that I like
You can fight me with your reason
And I can show you my hand but as I rise to my feet
I fall where I stand
They can put me on a record
A parade on your TV
And I'll rise to the occasion
As I fall to my knees
My knees
All my days they break and end at the same time
With the streetlights out it's easier to hide
All the world is awake and grafting on the grind
Another perfect day with the poison that I like
Another perfect day with the poison that I like
