Verse 1:
All the lies you told whispered in my ear
What you’re telling is noxious
I see it grow but I have no fear
Though you’ve left me unconscious
And now your lips they’re dripping with wine
And I can’t take much more of this
Just take your stamp off of my design
Or you’ll be underground
It’s not going to fit
You’re a snake in the grass
And I will burn it down
I’m not playing these games
I am the tricks of the trade
You’ve made a battleground for me now
Verse 2:
These trenches arе filled with your desire
But I’m going to stop this
I’vе struck this match and set this fire
And you’re begging to resist
The fatal crash of what was mine
As you’re grieving my sweet kiss
You’d sell your suede for someones time
Or you’ll be underground
It’s not going to fit
You’re a snake in the grass
And I will burn it down
I’m not playing these games
I am the tricks of the trade
You’ve made a battleground for me now
Bridge:
God help your soul
All your social control
Every time you hear this sound
I’ll make you scarce to be found
Or you’ll understand me
Or you’ll be underground
It’s not going to fit
You’re a snake in the grass
And I will burn it down
I’m not playing these games
I am the tricks of the trade
You’ve made a battleground for me now
It’s not going to fit
You’re a snake in the grass
And I will burn it down
I’m not playing these games
I am the tricks of the trade
You’ve made a battleground for me now
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