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Beheading a Serpent Video (MV)




Performed By: Ishroyale
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Scott McRae




Ishroyale - Beheading a Serpent Lyrics
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Don't touch me Lysette
Margaret would taste every bitter breath atop my tongue
We stone stepping bachelorettes
Obsequious and unseen as the carriage strung
Punch drunk like the serpent's head
Let's dry off in this church and smoke a cigarette
At least the drought has reached its end
Drink to that
Twirl on stage
Like some beautiful people, straight from the page
Of letters I forgot to send
Between the cocktail lounge and the mini bar
Or somewhere along the way
I became a superstar
Ghastly, a fright to behold
All I really want to do is get old and steady with you.
Or maybe
This is the house we'll haunt
Like ladies
Of the lake who've lost their appetite
Thread
Cables 'neath skin and vines
What were you asking Lysette?
I don't think now is the time
And the light over the red truck
Blinked like Eustice on her come up
Twitchy and erratic
Could barely see
And the tires on the gravel
Threatened to unravel
The driver's gaze staggered me
I have never been more despised
Than in a lovers arms
I have never been more despised
Than in a lovers arms
Than in a lovers arms
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English

Don't touch me Lysette
Margaret would taste every bitter breath atop my tongue
We stone stepping bachelorettes
Obsequious and unseen as the carriage strung
Punch drunk like the serpent's head
Let's dry off in this church and smoke a cigarette
At least the drought has reached its end
Drink to that
Twirl on stage
Like some beautiful people, straight from the page
Of letters I forgot to send
Between the cocktail lounge and the mini bar
Or somewhere along the way
I became a superstar
Ghastly, a fright to behold
All I really want to do is get old and steady with you.
Or maybe
This is the house we'll haunt
Like ladies
Of the lake who've lost their appetite
Thread
Cables 'neath skin and vines
What were you asking Lysette?
I don't think now is the time
And the light over the red truck
Blinked like Eustice on her come up
Twitchy and erratic
Could barely see
And the tires on the gravel
Threatened to unravel
The driver's gaze staggered me
I have never been more despised
Than in a lovers arms
I have never been more despised
Than in a lovers arms
Than in a lovers arms
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Writer: Scott McRae
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