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Winter snakes
Sleeping in the lobby
I better find a hobby
Or I'll become a snake too
Sneaking out the courtroom just as the judge condemns you
Life is just a pretty game that we don't want to play
I almost cried once at the homeless man in the fast food chain

Don't you know
That it’s alright
If we don't do something right
What is this
Heavy light overcoming me
Every night

Is it our fault, if we're doomed
Consuming me, consuming you
If you're tired, let's kick back
Lay in the sun, take a nap

Winter snakes, do you know
How many times you've seen it snow?
Is it all in your head, a pretty girl in your bed?
Maybe I don't deserve a single thing, not promising
Anything; a glimmering girl, a silver trout, a broken world

God's great grave, a funeral
A fire full of old books
Sleeping still, are you dead?
Do you want to be, is that all that's left?

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