Snake's Lip

Loosen the snake's lip
Wring out my bad trip
If I'm just saying too much, please tell me
Think I'll just play out the crush laid out for me
Feel like it's taking too much straight out of me
Think there's no point where to stop, cause I've seen it too much
There's no worst of it

Pulse leak the dreaded thoughts
Creeping your back logs
Walking/Talking in circles in quicksand
Think that your god could judge you quick?
Think that you're appointed an icon?
I think you're chasing the ground



Credits
Writer(s): Pete Bell
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