Hey there serpent baby

Written by Gabriel Ricard

This one is the top as far as pure shitty drivel goes.

i look so numb

but die so hard

i try to wonder why i deserve this

and answer the question in bruised ribs

and a lack of spine

i tried to reach you

through your attic

but found only dead children

and a lack of faith

not in god but in me

or maybe anything would suffice

for the lies you mail me daily

you demoralize my rage

and then leave me in the cold

begging for an early release

and a lack of breathable air

you couldn't stop shaking

or speaking in tongues

i didn't recognize

you tried to kiss me

to return me to your bondage of -

so you could forever be the victor

standing alone on a glorious throne of deceide

despite the lack of me