Splattered with mud on the side of the road
You forgot how to talk
He let you out doing eighty
Walk down 40 west and you couldn't stop
So think some more but keep it in
Til you make it home
Til you take it off
Til you make it over
To something safe in your head
He lives in my head he lives in my brain stem
I thought I was dead I thought I would never escape him
A witches' coven fouled more deep than anything
Cuts deeper than skin we'll take on our sins
Spit them out against him
I wish i was as cold blooded as the snakes
I dream about
Warm taste of venom in my mouth
I'd spit it all out into him and watch him bleed out
I'll unclench my legs, unfurl my great wings from the well within
I'll take flight again into the black night with my brethren
Three small deaths
Reckless red
We're on fire
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Splattered with mud on the side of the road
You forgot how to talk
He let you out doing eighty
Walk down 40 west and you couldn't stop
So think some more but keep it in
Til you make it home
Til you take it off
Til you make it over
To something safe in your head
He lives in my head he lives in my brain stem
I thought I was dead I thought I would never escape him
A witches' coven fouled more deep than anything
Cuts deeper than skin we'll take on our sins
Spit them out against him
I wish i was as cold blooded as the snakes
I dream about
Warm taste of venom in my mouth
I'd spit it all out into him and watch him bleed out
I'll unclench my legs, unfurl my great wings from the well within
I'll take flight again into the black night with my brethren
Three small deaths
Reckless red
We're on fire
You forgot how to talk
He let you out doing eighty
Walk down 40 west and you couldn't stop
So think some more but keep it in
Til you make it home
Til you take it off
Til you make it over
To something safe in your head
He lives in my head he lives in my brain stem
I thought I was dead I thought I would never escape him
A witches' coven fouled more deep than anything
Cuts deeper than skin we'll take on our sins
Spit them out against him
I wish i was as cold blooded as the snakes
I dream about
Warm taste of venom in my mouth
I'd spit it all out into him and watch him bleed out
I'll unclench my legs, unfurl my great wings from the well within
I'll take flight again into the black night with my brethren
Three small deaths
Reckless red
We're on fire
Writer: Kara Stafford
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