In my dreams there's a hundred million snakes around me
Under feet and chasing and it's hard to breathe
There's something there inside
Parasites maybe a baby
And I'm so scared and angry
As I'm walking down the beach
But I'm drowning in the sea
And there's water all around me
And there's a man with a knife
Or a gun
But it's usually a knife
And then it's spreadsheets
And chess openings
And traffic lights
In Tallahassee
But in real life snakes aren't angry
Snakes aren't anything
They are basically
Like rocks or insects
And they gotta eat
So they're very scary
If you're a rat
I'm real sorry
And I forgot my bike on the bus again
And I'm having trouble breathing
With these traffic lights and alcohol
And people and their animals
But snakes aren't angry
Snakes aren't anything
They're basically
Did I get lost again
Sorry I don't know where I'm going
I try to line them up
By venom and toxicity
Effectiveness of delivery
But nothing's quite as scary
As what's in my dreams
But I'm not angry
I am not afraid of anything
Not guns or taxes
You can use me
Maliciously
But if you're a rat
It's better you than me
I can run real fast
I'm real sorry