In the grass
The lies that spill from your mouth
The thought that’s in your thinking
The time and the planning
You move like a snake through the grass
Dripping fangs
and rattle quiet
You’re ready to strike
At the mouse
At the horse
At the cowboy
At anything
At anytime
Yes, you’re out there
Our paths have crossed
And only time
Healed my wounds
The thought that’s in your thinking
The time and the planning
You move like a snake through the grass
Dripping fangs
and rattle quiet
You’re ready to strike
At the mouse
At the horse
At the cowboy
At anything
At anytime
Yes, you’re out there
Our paths have crossed
And only time
Healed my wounds
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