Snake in the Grass lyrics

There is something on my mind that I know I have to do

Pay a bill, call a friend, make the bed, swallow food

All in all it's all ok, when I choose to follow through

But who's to the say the one who found the truth

Won't wobble in his boots

The laws are misconstrued I give to you the guilt

That in the news the miserable don't always fall to sin

The images they sent to you were models that were bent

With the intention to convince you that your world is hell again

So tell a friend, spell the code, play a game of telephone

His magnetic pull to benefit will melt the self control

Even if the bones are broke on both sides

Find me at the joint where it bends

Open eyes, hope to float, no we won't

Ever get to the decision where the point will begin

In where our choices cross paths with disappointment

I just enjoy this till the little noises

In my void get so boisterous I can't avoid them

So hold up and tell me something that I don't already know

What they say is that I suffer from a social buddha bruises comatose

I use the music and pursue the road to home

Determine our condition by your views and

Soon we'll loose it gun to throne (go away)

We don't need you any more

We'll be ok, do what we love

And share the gain accordingly

Your kitchen floor is filled with poison, petals, soap and rain

But our fire pit aspires to remove ocean from rain

[[hook]]

(There's a snake in the grass)

Take a bath please take off your mask

Rebuild the bridge go do something great with yourself

Come on back and tell us all about

The way you reacted

(There's a snake in the grass)

Take a bath, please take off your mask

Rebuild the bridge go do something great with yourself

Come on back and tell us all about

The way you adapted

(It's a little like that.)

Billboards for the kids shelter for the elderly

Acupuncture saves lives, ginger root the tummy ache

Hug your neighbor, catch the flu, system never was immune

The proof is in the pudding our environment is the ruins

In the tomb, on a cloud, in the womb, it's a shame

Now we know it's the moon that makes the fool misbehave

Proper posture skeleton, no pharaohs gonna take you home

Awareness is intelligence, naked with nothing to show

Save the skin, buy some clothes

Either way it's our survival

Your defense is my mistake

I'm afraid to face the primal

Third world, global rape know the truth, walk away

Be confused it's all the same know how we've changed while getting used

New life, dead end, old past, suffocate

Suffering will drive me mad, that's why I'll always pump the brakes

A body full of water, and a mindful of seeds

Some grow to be tall and some fall to the weeds

Love

[[hook]]

(There's a snake in the grass)

Take a bath please take off your mask

Rebuild the bridge go do something great with yourself

Come on back and tell us all about

The way you reacted

(There's a snake in the grass)

Take a bath, please take off your mask

Rebuild the bridge go do something great with yourself

Come on back and tell us all about

The way you adapted

Newspaper, microwaves, penicillin overdose

Head cold, antibiotic, narcotic under tones

Oil rig machines, celebrity death trap

The next cheap laugh, sold as a trend to the vulnerable

Meth lab, diamond ring, poison in the well water

Stained with the same fate, pray for their only daughter

Money comes, money goes, Hollywood, runny nose

38, point blank, dirty bullet, gutter hose

Underpaid, overworked, mass manipulation

Magazines, slim muscle tone, intimidation

Trouble with a capital, Tea tax, uncomfortable

Kneecaps, still shaky from the 83 invasion

Take me to the fire where they only know to share

And heal the tired and the sick through a story bout the sun and air

Cause somehow I wound up in a perfect little space

Where it always looks better then it tastes

And I'm scared to walk away

• Artist:Kristoff Krane
• Album:Picking Flowers Next To Roadkill (2010)