Snowdrifter from Scram by Oblivionados

So loss becomes routine
A fine line runs between
Contrived and counterfeit
And you just snorted it
Hard not to intervene
A fine line runs between
Poor dupe and hypocrite
And you just snorted it

The higher your climb
The harder you fall

What kind of victim are you?
All the lines I’ll do I did at school:
“I won’t lie, sir”
Grew out of that
But your impressed

I know you loathe my arrogant stand
But rest assured offence was planned
Drawn out without your chemical trips
Their worlds are at my fingertips

You reap what you sow
You reap what you sow

Razor and mirror waiting
What’s one more hole in a brain like yours
Swiss cheese, greenhorn
You’re out of luck
You know you’ve lost

I know you loathe my arrogant stand
But rest assured offence was planned
Drawn out without your chemical trips
Their worlds are at my fingers

The devil you know
The devil you know

Dancing with Charlie’s angels
Powder your nose from a dead man’s hand
Grain, gram, pound, ton
You can’t keep up
Don’t make me yawn

I know you loathe my arrogant stand
But rest assured offence was planned
Drawn out without your chemical trips
Their worlds are at my fingertips.

• Rock
• alternative rock
• jazz-punk
• United Kingdom