She rains the blame, helps out the devils name

To drain the veins of a graduation day

Her gain (ha! her pain!) / As if to entertain

She aims in rangeignites a bullet-train.



Charmer: You got to kill your dreams, the will to breathe, if you want to be with me!

Snake: I'll hold your seed rotting in me, but you got to call by three...

Charmer: Down the drinkuntil it's too hard to think

Snake: If you want be with me bleed for me.

Charmer: He's the one who'll leak...

Snake: ...everything that's ever meant something to me?

Charmer: ...until you're drained.



Here's to the girls with the lesson that everything blessed and perfectly placed 

can be spit in your face

and be ripped from your chest.

All I'm left with now is the smile I fake 

every morning I wake

When I think of the fear as you look in the mirror 

with disgrace



When there's no one else to blame, 

she fucks to take the pain away.





And I hope that every time he kissed you, 

he tasted me with his forbidden fruit.

The temptress of all, she'll finally fall

and see the mess that she's become

with her textbook of lies and her used up thighs

YOU SNAKE

(what a mistake...)



you're drowning in your anti-motivation

in your anti-dedication



to yourself... and everyone else