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Snakes and Martyrs

Everyone makes the same wave at the same time
(like pebbles on water)
And we call all those interrupting lines
(sons and daughters)
A community
So let’s join hands in some
Blessed unity
But brother
I don’t wanna know ya
I don’t even wanna know ya
And sister
I don’t wanna know ya
I don’t even wanna know ya
But we’re trapped
In this lovely mess
I hold you close and smile
Fake, like they do way out west
So many medicines for
So many heads, and
I’d help you clean those skeletons
From under your bed, but
I don’t even know ya
How could it be me that sends you?
Darling
Didn’t your momma
Tell you not to let no stranger bend you?
Probably someone here that could
Help to mend you
But it’s not me
Got my own anxiety
Sadness isn’t any way to explain
(Sadness isn’t any way to explain)
We’ll probably crash heads throughout (?)
(I know you’re crying tonight)
The course of this sin
(drunk and insane)
It’s as simple as the way you wear your unpolished shoes
And your righteous rays (a rainbow)
But all I know is your blues ain’t like my blues
And why would they be?
If there’s one commonality
It’s that that feeling’s mutual
Given time you’ll see
You’ll see