Snakes
Weston Taylor
[Verse 1]
In the future
When we’re looking back
Will we wonder
Will we think to ask
Was it worth it
Did it matter once
Is it nothing
Is it just because?
[Verse 2]
I’m the king of
Playing hide and seek
When I’m hiding
No one looks for me
There were forests
Where I made my rounds
There were snakes
Blending with the ground
[Chorus x2]
I would take to the trees
How I wish they’d bitten me
I would take to the trees
How I wish, how I wish...