Slither

Slither slowly until you are close to me
 Soon may your colors be shown
 And I'll fall by your fangs if they ever let go of me
 I suppose I should have know
 But it's no fault of yours, no, it's only a curse
 Beckoning on and on
 And though you'd never pull any triggers
 You were left holding the gun
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 Well, some beggars are born from good fortune
 And "free" is a relative term
 Well I've taken, yes I've taken
 Much from the lesson never learned
 But it's no fault of mine, I just stay in the lines
 I color in all as I see
 It all come to life as it comes into light
 And I color the end of me
 So bring down the knife
 Deep in me now, see it out
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 So bring down the knife
 Deep in me now, see it out
 Just slither away
 The same as you came
 Back to your hole to hide