No one bewares of the power of my fangs.
Pre:
I have become like a snake, to this world.
I have become like a serpent to my girl.
Verse 2:
I believe that no one could save her now.
I squeeze my grip until I hear her scream.
No one could tell that she felt all this pain.
Iâm waiting until I erase this ancient dream.
Pre
Chorus:
Too loose or too tight, to noose or to fight, to kill for whatâs right.
Like a snake.
Too hurt to feel more, I bit her once & Iâll do it some more.
My world is like a serpent.
Verse 3:
I slither my way to the coldest river.
Feed off people like fuel to the flames.
No one believes that Iâm the strongest out there.
No one believes the power of my fangs.
Chorus
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