Garter Snake

Sold Saturday's blues for a Sunday hue

Maybe a moment too soon

Now I'm new, alone, and awake

I am a garter snake blending my color with you

Fortune favors my weakness, I was never a fake

But almost halfway there

Moving myself along and knowing that I'm wrong

Eating my dining room chair

I am addicted to indecision

I am addicted and I feel wicked

Does history repeat?

It could be sweet but not a weekend repair

The crime is knowing nothing at all

But standing 7 feet tall

Trapped in the mirror again

I'm fucking no one at all and staring straight at the wall

It's something I used to do

What pleasure I choose to keep after I buried it deep

Try to uncover it all

I am addicted to indecision

I am addicted and I feel wicked

I am addicted to indecision

I am addicted and I feel wicked

New, alone, and awake, I am a garter snake

New, alone, and awake, I am a garter snake