Biffy Clyro
There’s No Such Thing As a Jaggy Snake
Look up
C-c-c-c-c-captain Christ says
You think too much about the wrong things
You sing about the wrong things
Take extra special care
Simply put you're a fuck-up
C-c-c-c-c-captain Christ says!!
You think too much about the wrong things
You sing about the wrong things
Take extra special care
Take extra special
Take extra special
Take on the world
At their own game
You might succeed
And win again
Ribs break souls stay bare
Your forked stare cuts through
You twist, you turn
Wrapping around me, wrapping around me
Now, so tight
Squeezing the life from me
Ribs break souls stay bare
Your forked stare cuts through
You twist, you turn
Wrapping around me, wrapping around me
Now, so tight
Squeezing the life from me
You twist, you turn
Wrapping around me, wrapping around me
Now, so tight
Squeezing the life from me
You're facing a pointless task
And it's the same thing, and it's the same thing
I will face the task
You're facing a pointless task
And it's the same thing, and it's the same thing
I will face the task
You're facing a pointless task
And it's the same thing, and it's the same thing
And it's the same thing
And it's the same thing