I've swallowed my quarry
And now lie paralyzed
With assimilation's pain
And indulgence's misshapen form
I am a snake
And I will resume
My contours
Then I'll hunt again
There really is no choice
How do we survive
I like to think I surprise myself
But that's a tired joke
I watch myself as I do my best
No drama anymore
When reason turns to riot gear
There's no control, I lose myself again
These maniacal rituals that got me going, but just
How do you survive
So sudden are my movements
Not a drop of blood is spilled
I'm quiet beneath the roaring sun
I leave my signature scrawled softly in the sand
The only trace of a dead obsession
'Cuz I'm a snake
And I will resume
My contours
Then I'll hunt again
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