The Snake With Limbs 2.0

Tell me if you’ve ever put your hope in something real enough

You can feel its heartbeat racing

A momentary failure of silence in your voice

Control yourself, control yourself

Let the poison seep into your mind

Playing tricks on everything that’s left inside

This conversation is going nowhere

Let the curtains fall so they’ll never see you as you are

Light the flames and watch this bridge burn to ashes

This is probably

Our final cut

Wipe off all the makeup on your face

Show the world what you are really made of

I swear I’ll find you out

I swear I’ll find you out

Can you see me with hungry eyes and breathing sighs?

You’re caught off guard, caught off guard

Trapped in a fortress you’ve built for yourself

Playing king and queen and all your loyal subjects

Tragedy behind these eyes, leading to your own demise

Gotta get away, gotta get away

This is probably

Our final cut

Wipe off all the makeup on your face

Show the world what you are really made of

I swear I’ll find you out

I swear I’ll find you out

I swear I’ll find you out

Don’t go away