City Poison - Moonshake

you walk like a demon to my life

you do not respect my bed just for the night

you slack off everything that i hold dear

and you bring your city poison round here

city poison…

city poison…

where the rain smells dirty as exhaust

where people have media not thoughts

where the sun throws square shawdows

where too much means nothing to do

with your artifical prices and fashionable fears

you bring your city poison round here

city poison…

city poison…

you use what is given without debts

you spend your commitments like a cheque

you fuck to find your peace of mind

you can’t see the mess you leave behind

your progress is empty but sincere

and you bring your city poison round here

city poison…

city poison…

city poison…