I don’t feel the heat
Yeah I don’t feel the street
I don’t feel the fire in your eyes
I must be dividing up what once was mine and yours
Serpents on the beach
Estranged strangers that we meet
How we’ve come so far from the shore and sinking in our feet
I don’t feel divided like when I
Left my lion on your shore before
Must be residing
On some foreign lore
Jan 24, 2025
Jan 24, 2025 at 5:22 PM UTC
I don’t feel the heat
Yeah I don’t feel the street
I don’t feel the fire in your eyes
I must be dividing up what once was mine and yours
Serpents on the beach
Estranged strangers that we meet
How we’ve come so far from the shore and sinking in our feet
I don’t feel divided like when I
Left my lion on your shore before
Must be residing
On some foreign lore