Cold Slither II
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Cobra, cobra, cobra
Dead weight
Cobra, cobra, cobra
The world got dropped, left covered in rust
We'll rule it with an iron fist behind a drum beat
Again
It's all over, you motherfuckers
The moral to story is shit to a rug
Two fingers up if judgment comes
And one keg stand
For Satan
Weak-hearted sorry fakers
In times of danger they just fold up and run
If you are, you are
Dead weight
Cobra, cobra, cobra
Dead weight
Cobra, cobra, cobra
Infection spread like iron to rust
The cure for the disease, like chain links
Surrounded me
Sometimes they are
Weak-hearted sorry fakers
In times of danger they just fold up and run
If you are, you are
Dead weight
And we might just show the world
Hopeless anger in us
Every other day is just more time to kill, we want a way to find the sound
In aching waves from our hearts
Nevertheless, we're just staring at a wall
Manners, missed conscience
Where are you now?
Left staring at a wall
Before that sound
Forces us to stop, drop, and run
Hear me now
Or watch the bodies pile
Weak-hearted sorry fakers
In times of danger they just fold up and run
If you are, you are
Dead weight
When all the monumentous, lecherous imitations you pull off
Start wearing off to show what you are
If you are, you are
Dead weight
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