There is a serpent coming.
Hours slipping by as you watch the worlds collide, and now you're nothing more than another passerby.
I am never alone, my shadows are close where I need them to be, I keep them with me.
Girl, I can deal, now that we found so much more than we could ever control.
So how did you learn to be sick, so cunning?
For you know I see you everywhere, a servant girl, an empress.
Yeah, I'm unrepentant, the sun that never sets emitting ultraviolet rage.
I know I believe in nothing but it is my nothing.
Rich kid skies are a good disguise lining our veins with hope.
