I can still feel the marks upon my neck
That you left when you had your fangs inside my throat
I've learned to cope with it, but I still remember
A time where I learned to cope with poison in my heart

Saw the snake around my neck
I just let it slither in, at least someone's holding me
In my desperation, I got myself into a dangerous situation
And I'll be waiting patiently to be free
To be free from your strangulation

I'd ask you to stop if I thought you had ears
If you had a heart, it'd probably be all shrivelled up
Baked in the oven by Satan himself

I'd get a snake tattoo if I was bold enough
And not absolutely terrified of needles
Just to make fun of you, and I'd do it too
But then by doing that, am I any better
Than the person who I'm blaming for my life's decay?
Probably not

Saw the snake around my neck
I just let it slither in, at least someone's holding me
In my desperation, I got myself into a dangerous situation
And I'll be waiting patiently to be free
To be free from your strangulation

I'd ask you to stop if I thought you had ears
If you had a heart, it'd probably be all shrivelled up
Baked in the oven by Satan himself

And I've realised I'm not to waste my time on you
And I've realised I'm simply a character in my own show
And I've realised I'm not built to understand
The incoherent things that you can understand
I've let go

Saw the snake around my neck
I just let it slither in, at least someone's holding me
In my desperation, I got myself into a dangerous situation
And I've waited patiently to be free
To be free from your strangulation

I asked you to stop
Found out you don't have ears
If you had a heart, it'd probably be all shrivelled up
Baked in the oven by Satan himself

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