Snake In The Grass

Somewhere, underneath your clothes
Lies and evil serpent that I had a chance to know
She hides behind your eyes and grin
With good intentions very few and so far in between

And I only wish I had
Another thirteenth chance to leave before it had begun
I want to rip your dirty tongue
And serve it to my darling precious dying unborn son

When the cancer you call life has caught its prey
Please call your maker let him know I'm on my way
Maybe its not too late to save another day
Before I go I want to hear you scream my name

So now ask yourself once more
You ungrateful ****, how could you sell me for a dime
Expect something in return,
I'll give you immortality but in hell you will burn

And I ask myself again,
Where do I still stand despite your venomous mistakes
Should I throw you in the grass
And pray to G-d that you will never ever cross my path

When the cancer you call life has caught its prey
Please call your maker let him know I'm on my way
Maybe its not too late to save another day
Before I go I want to hear you scream my name

So now, i tell myself again
I know where I now stand despite your venomous mistakes
And I'll throw you in the grass
And pray to G-d that you will never ever cross my path