And the Snakes Start to Sing

@BlueDragon I've lost a part of me Tell your friends to sharpen their teeth There's a few quid to be made And my soul's a sorry state So come on down, you're empty lovers Wolves come out of the woodwork And the snakes start to sing Do you feel the chair Clawing at the back of your neck? And start to spell Did you really think that you could fix me? We'll sell your bones for another roll We'll sharpen your teeth Tell yourself that it's just business Wolves come out of the woodwork Leeches come from out of the dirt Rats come out of the holes they call home And I fall apart And the snakes start to...

@BlueDragon I've lost a part of me Tell your friends to sharpen their teeth There's a few quid to be made And my soul's a sorry state So come on down, you're empty lovers Wolves come out of the woodwork And the snakes start to sing Do you feel the chair Clawing at the back of your neck? And start to spell Did you really think that you could fix me? We'll sell your bones for another roll We'll sharpen your teeth Tell yourself that it's just business Wolves come out of the woodwork Leeches come from out of the dirt Rats come out of the holes they call home And I fall apart And the snakes start to sing Don't say I'm better off dead Cause heaven's full and hell won't have me Won't you make some room in your bed Well you could lock me up in your heart And throw away the key Won't you take me out of my head? I'm just a would've been, could've been Should've been, never was and never ever will be We'll sharpen your teeth Tell yourself that it's just business Would've been, could've been Should've been, never was, and never ever will be Wolves come out of the woodwork And the snakes start to sing Wolves come out of the woodwork Leeches come from out of the dirt Rats come out of the holes they call home And I fall apart And the snakes start to sing If you can't soar with the eagles Then don't fly with the flock Are you still getting high? Did you catch your own reflection In the knife my mother held? Or the hell in my father's eyes? If you can't soar with the eagles Then don't fly with the flock Are you still getting by? Was I your knight in shining armor? The apple of your eye? Or just a step to climb? If you can't soar with the eagles Then don't fly with the flock. Are you still getting high? Did you catch your own reflection In the knife my mother held? Or the hell in my father's eyes? If you can't soar with the eagles Then don't fly with the flock Are you still getting by? Was I your knight in shining armor? Or the apple of your eye? Or just a step, a fucking step to climb