Slither Songtext
von Fizzy Blood
Slither Songtext
Make believe isn′t hard to achieve
When the world is a mirror take it from me
Through the cracks in the glass peek things you just don't wanna see
Oh, what a life that you lead
Through the cracks in the glass peek things that should never be freed
It′s a circus of greed
Self-absorbed is all we're meant to be
No one to worry about no more self-doubt
There's not a fly
Snakes in the grass but broken glass
We all walk barefoot into their traps
Trust is a rarity
Rationed like sincerity
A whole generation treating vanity as therapy
There′s damaged meat in your teeth
Still fresh from the lips from the weak
Pray for the day you′re enjoyed not endured
When hell freezes over your reflection gets bored
Though the thick, canning fog of your ego
Your image distorts
(Uh)
Snakes in the grass but broken glass
We all walk barefoot into their traps
Trust is a rarity
Rationed like sincerity
A whole generation treating vanity as therapy
Oh what a life that you lead
Through the cracks in the glass peek things you just don't wanna see
There′s damaged meat in your teeth
Still fresh from the lips from the weak
You got a
(Yeahh)
Snakes in the grass but broken glass
We all walk barefoot into their traps
Trust is a rarity
Rationed like sincerity
A whole generation treating vanity as therapy
When the world is a mirror take it from me
Through the cracks in the glass peek things you just don't wanna see
Oh, what a life that you lead
Through the cracks in the glass peek things that should never be freed
It′s a circus of greed
Self-absorbed is all we're meant to be
No one to worry about no more self-doubt
There's not a fly
Snakes in the grass but broken glass
We all walk barefoot into their traps
Trust is a rarity
Rationed like sincerity
A whole generation treating vanity as therapy
There′s damaged meat in your teeth
Still fresh from the lips from the weak
Pray for the day you′re enjoyed not endured
When hell freezes over your reflection gets bored
Though the thick, canning fog of your ego
Your image distorts
(Uh)
Snakes in the grass but broken glass
We all walk barefoot into their traps
Trust is a rarity
Rationed like sincerity
A whole generation treating vanity as therapy
Oh what a life that you lead
Through the cracks in the glass peek things you just don't wanna see
There′s damaged meat in your teeth
Still fresh from the lips from the weak
You got a
(Yeahh)
Snakes in the grass but broken glass
We all walk barefoot into their traps
Trust is a rarity
Rationed like sincerity
A whole generation treating vanity as therapy
Writer(s): Ciaran Scanlon, Paul Howells, Jake Greenway, Benji Inkley, Tim Malkin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com