[Verse 1]
Year Of The Snake
I can feel you slither in
Down my way
In a place I don't shivering
It's too cold out here
(It's so fucking cold, it's fucking cold)
[Pre-Chorus]
It's too cold inside, outside
Atmosphere, it can not coincide
With me, how I feel
[Chorus]
Oh how do I feel, it can not be real, no
You can not be real, you can not be real
But I can feel you slither in
Inside of me
It's a fantasy
Posing as reality
Slithering inside of me
[Verse 2]
Inside, outside, of my mind
Can not see, concept of time
It's a fantasy
Prettier then reality
This bitches are scared of me
Thinking in CPO
And I think of breath formula
Cooking so hot, smoke coming from the oven
Year Of The Snake, yeah, that's when I was made
I was shedding news scales, new bitch every day
Year Of The Snake
I can feel you slither in
Down my way
In a place I don't shivering
It's too cold out here
(It's so fucking cold, it's fucking cold)
[Pre-Chorus]
It's too cold inside, outside
Atmosphere, it can not coincide
With me, how I feel
[Chorus]
Oh how do I feel, it can not be real, no
You can not be real, you can not be real
But I can feel you slither in
Inside of me
It's a fantasy
Posing as reality
Slithering inside of me
[Verse 2]
Inside, outside, of my mind
Can not see, concept of time
It's a fantasy
Prettier then reality
This bitches are scared of me
Thinking in CPO
And I think of breath formula
Cooking so hot, smoke coming from the oven
Year Of The Snake, yeah, that's when I was made
I was shedding news scales, new bitch every day
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