Black Mamba

Tie my wrists, don't let me go
I'll make you feel like you're in control
But I am the one who tells you what to do
I am the one who makes the rules
They say "don't play with your food"
But is that a sin?
If it is, then I am proud
Take me to hell, I can stand the heat

It's not a good time for the good ones
It has never been, in fact

"Learn to be bad", I said to myself
Then I did my best job
If I can't be like that, then just let me have a little taste
Let's pick a time and a place
And then I'll leave your body dry

The biggest snake eats the small one
With a primitive longing for power
And a current hunger for the flesh and blood

It's not a good time for the good ones
It has never been, in fact
"Learn to be bad", I said to myself
Then I did my best job

As I walk to my fate
I am moved by my rage
It's been so long I'm not the same
There's nothing more you can break
I feel the fire in my veins
I am getting my revenge
A good time to hunt my prey
I'll no longer be your slave
(A good time)
(A good time)
(A good time)
I can read you well
I can tease you well
Constrict you well



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