Snakes

You probably won't believe it but i swear to god it's true

Deep inside i'm full of snakes, same as all of you

Late at night they come around hissin' at the moon

Swimmin' in my stomach, so i won't be sleepin' soon

Lately when i'm restless you can hear those rattles shake

So if i'm cold and heartless well you know i'm not to blame

Sometimes you get the man you met

Sometimes you get the snakes

But when i'm lonely they keep me company