The Snakepit

Well we´re a mile under the ground
And I´m thinking that it´s Christmas
And I´m kissing you hard
Like I´ve got very important business
And no-one knows
And no-one sees us
Because they´re drinking themselves senseless
And I´m writhing
And I´m writhing
And I´m writhing in the snakepit

Well I´m out in a car
And it´s just full of stupid girls
And I´ve forgotten how to speak
And I just can´t remember a word
And my eyes feel like they´re bursting
And they´re splitting like plums
And I´m writhing
And I´m writhing
And I´m writhing in the snakepit

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