Bitter Branches - Oil of Snakes Lyrics

I've got a theory
Let's put some bullets in his gun
Let's drink up on dirty wine
Let's try their pill one last time
Let's choke on promises
Let's fall for lines
Let's all get taken

Get me drunk on dirty lies
Open my wallet and close my mind
Let's put a bullet in his gun
Then you can tell me
Are we having fun
One more sip of dirty wine
Oh we can trust him one last time

You call it love
You call it choice
I see chains
Oh I've been waiting all my life
When 2+2 just equals 5

Open my wallet and close my mind
Let's put a bullet in his gun
Then you can tell me
Are we having fun
Is this fun yet

I've got a theory
I want to put this to the test
I want to put some bullets in his gun
I want to aim it right at his
I've got a bad feeling about this

I had the same meal yesterday
I swallowed the same pill yesterday
You said the same thing yesterday
I hit the same wall again
Let's get some bullets
Just tell yourself
Maybe it will be different this time
Maybe I'll get it right
What could go wrong