The Snare Atmosphere

[Intro: Slug singing]
Innocence
One of the things we had
Until the flag got through it
The snare doesn't work no more
The snare doesn't think like me
I wish that I could shake it free
Then smile and pick your teeth
The snare doesn't work no more
The snare don't breathe like life
Can't see how you rest at night
The snare don't care, it hides
The snare doesn't work no more

[Verse 1: Slug]
I've got a picture in my head of what you look like when you're sleepin'
The skin sinks into the instincts of a demon
Can't believe the words exist with your breathin'
The evil-eyed eagle flies high into the evenin'
Every season has a reason
And every allegiance was inspired by some type of a treason
You can keep your secrets, nobody needs 'em
Convinced everything'll get better after you leave him

Skip the proper impeachment, not enough to call the bluff
Of the cotton thief rotten top feeder got a fever
Caught him stealin' from his own father
Caught the globe fucker off with his mother, no don't bother
Got a better plot, a lot more dignified
A little more historic, a lot less truth to hide
Do it right set a precedent
Be the first one to ride into the sunset, successful suicide