Serpent's tongue, coated with silver, Says only what you want to hear. It wraps its coiling torso around your throat, Trapping your voice, now and forever. If you try to dig your nails into its iron scales, Free your windpipe to scream out, It just squeezes tighter. One lie is like a lighter It ignites the others like a spark to propane And soon the whole pool is turned to flame Oil spills, popping pills, all just make the inferno grow higher And the snake squeezes tighter and tighter So? You think. This isn't that bad. If I told the truth they would be mad Sad I can't feel glad Disown me and throw away everything I have Now you just let the serpent steal the last bit of breath from your lungs, And you're choking on emptiness, suffocating with the weight of the word on your shoulders, And you begin to fade to black.