Again

picture an infinite serpent swallowing his own tail we're much the same i like the taste of my own nails and it's not far away far down, inside yourself can we afford the waste raining again i just say to myself face straight we all want the same when in line can't you see what the sign says and is the price of pleasure nothing left to save will you offer up yourself again again, again, again, again, again again, again, again, again, again again the farther i look outside hope belongs to a wasted kid, open up the sky who won't wait another month to see why do you want this why does this happen can you afford to wait for now decide yourself