Lyrics

They call me Ophiuchus Snake in the grass, I'm choking it Staff in my hand bring hope and shit Voted as most em-pa-the-tic Everyone's pain I make it mine Healing the world, don't think bout mine Know I'm the strong friend So I just pretend Could jump off the deep end They'd never know when Cause I keep a smile on me I'm my biggest enemy Though my cup is never empty It could be fuller Feel like no one caring for me Shit what I'm full of Cause when they ask how I'm doing Could tell the truth but I don't wanna kill the vibe I can see it in they eyes They can't handle it so I just Tell 'em lies make it sound good make it sound good It's an inconvenience when I cry I am chosen I am light But what happens when I can't fight I just Tell 'em lies make it sound good make it sound good Til' I'm finally reaching my demise Will they see through my disguise Will they even know to try Tell 'em lies make it sound good make it sound good make it sound
Writer(s): Leon Krol, Erik Ruppel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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