I heard about the venom | |
At a broke down five and dime, | |
The rain cried down the windows | |
Just like those tears of mine, | |
Just then a gray haired woman | |
Sat down right next to me | |
Cause she heard me cryin'. | |
Looked in my eyes and said, | |
"Baby I got what you need. | |
You need the snake bite. | |
You got to get that venom | |
In your veins and come alive. | |
I know just what you go through | |
Every day; that pain inside. | |
But I can make it right | |
With the snake bite. | |
She handed me a map with streets | |
I said I’d never seen and she told me, | |
"My friend, this town has secrets | |
Darker than you could ever dream." | |
I went to some back alley | |
Behind a liquor store. | |
If someone had told me | |
How tight it would hold me, | |
I never would’ve opened the door. | |
My mama told me, "Baby be wary of | |
Evil ones who want to ensnare | |
The heavy hearted into their webs | |
And feed upon their souls". | |
Oh, Mama, I hope you never know. | |
It hasn’t been a year, now | |
And all my hair is gray. | |
You know, it's funny but | |
I don’t remember my own name. | |
I'd go and hurt that woman | |
Who put this pain in me, | |
But my heart is weak. | |
It wants that venom. | |
She comes around cause she knows | |
Oh, I got the snake bite. |
I heard about the venom | |
At a broke down five and dime, | |
The rain cried down the windows | |
Just like those tears of mine, | |
Just then a gray haired woman | |
Sat down right next to me | |
Cause she heard me cryin'. | |
Looked in my eyes and said, | |
" Baby I got what you need. | |
You need the snake bite. | |
You got to get that venom | |
In your veins and come alive. | |
I know just what you go through | |
Every day that pain inside. | |
But I can make it right | |
With the snake bite. | |
She handed me a map with streets | |
I said I' d never seen and she told me, | |
" My friend, this town has secrets | |
Darker than you could ever dream." | |
I went to some back alley | |
Behind a liquor store. | |
If someone had told me | |
How tight it would hold me, | |
I never would' ve opened the door. | |
My mama told me, " Baby be wary of | |
Evil ones who want to ensnare | |
The heavy hearted into their webs | |
And feed upon their souls". | |
Oh, Mama, I hope you never know. | |
It hasn' t been a year, now | |
And all my hair is gray. | |
You know, it' s funny but | |
I don' t remember my own name. | |
I' d go and hurt that woman | |
Who put this pain in me, | |
But my heart is weak. | |
It wants that venom. | |
She comes around cause she knows | |
Oh, I got the snake bite. |
I heard about the venom | |
At a broke down five and dime, | |
The rain cried down the windows | |
Just like those tears of mine, | |
Just then a gray haired woman | |
Sat down right next to me | |
Cause she heard me cryin'. | |
Looked in my eyes and said, | |
" Baby I got what you need. | |
You need the snake bite. | |
You got to get that venom | |
In your veins and come alive. | |
I know just what you go through | |
Every day that pain inside. | |
But I can make it right | |
With the snake bite. | |
She handed me a map with streets | |
I said I' d never seen and she told me, | |
" My friend, this town has secrets | |
Darker than you could ever dream." | |
I went to some back alley | |
Behind a liquor store. | |
If someone had told me | |
How tight it would hold me, | |
I never would' ve opened the door. | |
My mama told me, " Baby be wary of | |
Evil ones who want to ensnare | |
The heavy hearted into their webs | |
And feed upon their souls". | |
Oh, Mama, I hope you never know. | |
It hasn' t been a year, now | |
And all my hair is gray. | |
You know, it' s funny but | |
I don' t remember my own name. | |
I' d go and hurt that woman | |
Who put this pain in me, | |
But my heart is weak. | |
It wants that venom. | |
She comes around cause she knows | |
Oh, I got the snake bite. |