I listen to the clock tick life away   My soul is numb I put my gun away   I'm hopin' things change cause it's hard to live   On this Earth the way it is   Where fear is the king in the hearts of men   And I feel my patience wearin' thin   Ain't nobody worth trustin' so it seems   I got my dreams   And they are fadin' away   I'm bravin' the storm again   Cravin' the dead man, wars and noise   Inside my skull      Lock my bow and arrow in      High, poison arrow   With a backpack and an El Dorado   High, poison arrow   And you better look up 'cause you know I'm comin' down      The last line sucked me into the mirror   I look up at myself, how in the hell did I get here?   Two cigarettes and half a beer   And I think it's Mother's Day   The guilt's crawlin' all over me   And this song on the radio's callin' me   Leave this song cause you don't belong   And I know I'm on my way      You think I wanna be domesticated?   What am I? a cat?   Could then maybe you could just take a couple of seconds off my back   You beg and scream and cry    Can't you see that I'm tryin' real hard not to get high   What? you want me to die?   My stinkin', thinkin', on the brink and drinkin'   You wanna argue with me   You might as well put my mouth to the liquor   You want it, let's start it   You want psychotic, you got it   Don't be neurotic, too hell with logic   I'll show you idiotic      High, poison arrow   With a backpack and an El Dorado   High, poison arrow   And you better look up 'cause you know I'm comin' down      I grab the keys up off the table   Told my girl another fable   Said, "I'll be right back, sugar"   Jumped in the ride and caught a dealer   Cause there ain't nobody realer   When you need that sack, cracker   Give me four of the good stuff to free my soul   Give me three of the bad, I put the rest in my bowl   If I'm lyin', I'm flyin' gettin' busy livin'   No business dyin'   A visit from Carolina to Georgia   The sun's shinin'      Lookin' for a way to make it all okay   Lord could you make it all go away   I just don't wanna play these games   Give me the wings to fly   Lookin' for a way to make it all okay   Lord could you make it all go away   I just don't wanna play these games   Give me the wings to fly      Mainline the sky. Go      High, poison arrow   With a backpack and an El Dorado   High, poison arrow       High, poison arrow    And you better look up 'cause you know I'm comin' down    We outta here. Yeah baby.   Keep the house!