Oil of Snakes

I've got a theory
Let's put some bullets in his gun
Let's drink up on dirty wine
Let's try their pill one last time
Let's choke on promises
Let's fall for lines
Let's all get taken
Get me drunk on dirty lies
Open my wallet and close my mind
Let's put a bullet in his gun
Then you can tell me
Are we having fun?
One more sip of dirty wine
Oh we can trust him one last time
You call it love. You call it choice
You call it love. You call it choice
I see
Oh I've been waiting all my life
When 2+2 just equals 5
Open my wallet and close my mind
Let's put a bullet in his gun
Then you can tell me... (tell me)
Are we having fun?
Are we having fun?
Is this fun yet?
I've got a theory
Let's to put this to the test
Let's put some bullets in his gun
And then he can tell me
If were still having fun
I've got a theory
Ive got a theory
Ive got a theory!
Let's to put this to the test
Let's put some bullets in his gun
I want to aim it
I want to aim it!
But I cant say that can I?
We cant do that can we?
But are we having fun?
I've got a bad feeling about this
I had the same meal yesterday
I swallowed the same pill yesterday
You said the same thing yesterday
I hit the same wall again
Iv'e got a theory
Let's get some bullets
Just tell yourself
Maybe it will be different this time (It'll be different)
Maybe
Just maybe
Just maybe
Maybe this time
This time
This time maybe it'll be different
Maybe I'll get it right this time
What could go wrong?
What could go wrong?
What could go wrong?
This time



Credits
Writer(s): Tim Singer
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