Snake in the Grass 歌词

On a beautiful day You awake And you listens something that gives you chills Horrified? You have not heard anything Pretend you to be dead Maybe you can be spared The malicious tongues Are all cruel Bad ideas and enemies Infidels They break your legs And when you least distrusts They pierce with teeth and claws No ceremony Happily on their backs Fell into a nest of snakes? Cornered in a den of wolves? Welcome Irony of fate? Good news There go your precious eyes A brief nap And in the fingers you retells and retells Who are your real imaginary friends? It is no longer a world of make-believe Coincidence? Or just old acquaintances mercenaries? In evidence His moral is what is worth less now His fall their weight in gold Your "friend" celebrates A sarcastic smile Your last possible probable error On autopilot "kamikaze"