Fuck Snake

Fuck Snake


And my spirit crumbles
MY HEART BLEEDS AND WAIIITS
FOR THE RELEEEEAAAAAAASE
BUT I CAN STILL COMPLAIN ABOUT MY LIFE CUZ ITS A BLACK SPIRALING DEATH
MATERIALISTIC SHEEPIES WALLOW IN YOUR PATHETIC LITTLE LIVES
MY PANTS ARE LIKE MY SOUL THEY ARE DARK
THE SWEET BLADE SLICES MY VEINS
Walking through closed doors
WITH CREASES OF MISTREATMENT ALL OVER MY MIND
i feel confidence in my impotence and her vagina is fading awaaaay
WHY MUST SHOW ANGST AND PAIN ABOUT NOTHING
WHEN I TRULY KNOW THAT I FEEL SOMETHING






Chorus:
MY PANTS ARE LIKE MY SOUL THEY ARE DARK
YOU NEVER LISTEN TO THE ANGRY SCREAMS OF MY BEATING HEART
SO I.... FALL DOWN AGAIN, BURNING INSIDE I CAN'T EXPLAIN
YOU TORE MY FEELINGS
TO PEOPLE WHO SPIT ZIRCONIUM, I VOMIT JEWELS
I CAN'T LET IT OUT
SHUT UP WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!!



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