Snakes... are poisonous, venomous, treacherous
Some says, they were kind, behind their scaly skins, they eat you alive
Do you like what you see? You slender your way up high, crawl your enemies closer to the ground
Sharp eyes, silver tongue
Behind that beauty is a betrayal
Oh, cover your face
Mask the pain, the joys and the sorrows
Side-eyed, waiting for its turn to bite me off
Pretty little white lies, a smirk and a backstab
Defines your anomalous act
Hypocritical, hypothetical, synthetic, plastic identity, dignity, personality, you—it fits you.