Serpents Who Slither In Venomous Slander (My Impression of Your Impression of Me) 4lung
"Serpents Who Slither In Venomous Slander (My Impression of Your Impression of Me)" by 4lung, released in 2021, is a #Rock song that explores themes of betrayal, self-reflection, and the complexities of perception. The lyrics convey a struggle against toxic relationships and societal judgment. Musically, it features gritty guitars and dynamic vocals, enhancing its emotional intensity. Its raw honesty resonates with listeners, contributing to a growing underground scene focused on mental health and authenticity.
[Intro]
Break through the undertow
Your hands I can't seem to find
Pollution burns my tongue
Cough words I can't speak so I stall myself again, then I fall to the surface
Fill my lungs with air
Then let it out
I give it all
Now there's a reason why I sing
So give it all
Cause it's these reasons that belong to me
[Verse 1]
Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?
Well, then think of what you did
And how I hope to God he was worth it
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin
I've got morе wit
A better kiss
A hotter touch a bеtter fuck
Than any boy you'll ever meet
Sweetie you had me
Girl, I was it, look past the sweat
A better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me
Break through the undertow
Your hands I can't seem to find
Pollution burns my tongue
Cough words I can't speak so I stall myself again, then I fall to the surface
Fill my lungs with air
Then let it out
I give it all
Now there's a reason why I sing
So give it all
Cause it's these reasons that belong to me
[Verse 1]
Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?
Well, then think of what you did
And how I hope to God he was worth it
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin
I've got morе wit
A better kiss
A hotter touch a bеtter fuck
Than any boy you'll ever meet
Sweetie you had me
Girl, I was it, look past the sweat
A better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me
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