Tekst Utworu

This snake is wrapped around my neck. Solid gold! This snake is wrapped around your neck. Solid gold! This snake is wearing the body of a man. This man is you and you're holding hands. And as we grew up we learnt the rules. And we're older we serve them too. It's time to move on and leave behind This superstitious mind. This snake is wrapped around my neck. Solid gold! This snake is wrapped around your neck. Solid gold! This snake is wearing the body of a man. This man is you and you're holding hands. And for the good life you've lost your way. You've traded ethics and liberty. And what you're left with is emptiness, That's all that you've got left. This snake is wrapped around my neck. Solid gold! This snake is wrapped around your neck. Solid gold! This snake is wearing the body of a man. This man is you and you're holding hands. Yeh you're holding hands.
Writer(s): Georgiadis Christopher John, Ghosh Andrew David Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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