Queen Cobra
You walk a fragile line,
Spending all that money and time,
Sell your soul for the clout and the night,
What a shame that you lost your spine.
You got nothing over me, I'm sick of it.
Success is subjective but you have not done shit.
Your words are worthless to me, gaffa tape those lips.
You better watch your breath you draining hypocrite
I don't exist though to stroke your ego,
I really wanna know...
Where'd they go, now that you've shed your skin?
The wolf in the sheep, you're the fox in the pen.
While I was asleep you were passing my scent,
Now this is the end of you spinning your web.
It's just like I said, nobody's ever gon' trust you again.
It's just like I said, I'll never have mercy for your type again
Go try to tell your lies,
There will be no wool on these eyes,
Telling me I don't suit a guitar,
We both know that you won't go far
I'm the king, I'm the Queen, there is nothing in between.
Try to leech off of me, so I left your stupid scene.
Did you cry when I left? Did I leave a little scar?
Do I know how you felt? Nah, I hope I broke your heart
Oh, I don't exist though, to stroke your ego,
I really wanna know,
I said they'd go when they knew who you were.
I really wanna know...
Where'd they go, now that you've shed your skin?
The wolf in the sheep, you're the fox in the pen.
While I was asleep you were passing my scent,
Now this is the end of you spinning your web.
It's just like I said, nobody's ever gon' trust you again.
It's just like I said, nobody's ever gon' love you again
Spending all that money and time,
Sell your soul for the clout and the night,
What a shame that you lost your spine.
You got nothing over me, I'm sick of it.
Success is subjective but you have not done shit.
Your words are worthless to me, gaffa tape those lips.
You better watch your breath you draining hypocrite
I don't exist though to stroke your ego,
I really wanna know...
Where'd they go, now that you've shed your skin?
The wolf in the sheep, you're the fox in the pen.
While I was asleep you were passing my scent,
Now this is the end of you spinning your web.
It's just like I said, nobody's ever gon' trust you again.
It's just like I said, I'll never have mercy for your type again
Go try to tell your lies,
There will be no wool on these eyes,
Telling me I don't suit a guitar,
We both know that you won't go far
I'm the king, I'm the Queen, there is nothing in between.
Try to leech off of me, so I left your stupid scene.
Did you cry when I left? Did I leave a little scar?
Do I know how you felt? Nah, I hope I broke your heart
Oh, I don't exist though, to stroke your ego,
I really wanna know,
I said they'd go when they knew who you were.
I really wanna know...
Where'd they go, now that you've shed your skin?
The wolf in the sheep, you're the fox in the pen.
While I was asleep you were passing my scent,
Now this is the end of you spinning your web.
It's just like I said, nobody's ever gon' trust you again.
It's just like I said, nobody's ever gon' love you again
Credits
Writer(s): Ieuan Jones, Rae Brazill, Robert Arkle
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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