Snake

Watching the clock until it hits
Waiting for bullshit to stick
Selling the fraud that you spit
Guilty of the crime of influence
You’re caught living a lie, seeing through evil eyes
Swindling innocent minds ready to worship the sky
You know exactly what you sell
A build in crowd for you to tell
«Hear my words and find solace from your hell»
And my enemies? Yeah I fucking hate 'em
But I got the guts to say it, you’re spewing venom
Watching the clock 'til it hits
Waiting for bullshit to stick
Selling the fraud that you spit
Guilty of the crime of influence
You’re spewing venom