Power Tool - Danger

Well I wake up in the morning
And I tap my foot to the beat
I feel a storm is coming
But that don't mean nothin' to me
I wash my hands in the water
Free of last night's vice
Don't know where I'll be going
Wanna know if I paid the right price

I jump at the sight of a way to squander my life
Then the very next day, I'm shaking and holding that knife
Wanna be free but I repeat over and over and over and over
I need to be caught but I'm afraid if I'm not, I will strike again
A madman, a rambler, a prowler a thief
That's what you call me. Beg at my feet!
I'm danger

Sit and watch the sunset
Mixing Tanqueray and wine
I don't know where I'll be going
Roll the dice for your life
Your widow, she was a Christian
She prayed that you felt no pain
But as I divide my treasure
I devour your icy remains

I jump at the sight of a way to squander my life
Then the very next day, I'm shaking and holding that knife
Wanna be free but I repeat over and over and over and over
I need to be caught but I'm afraid if I'm not, I will strike again
A madman, a rambler, a prowler a thief
That's what you call me. Beg at my feet!
I'm danger

Written by:
Alex Tetzloff

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