Dance Of The Mice

I'm looking for a place
Not an usual place
I’ve got the hopes of a snake
I wish I could bite your head off
I wish I could bite you soon
I wish I could bite your sins

Only clouds and flies in spiders’ mind
Why won’t you leave us behind?
We’re all born to lie
You were born to lie
Now it’s my time to rise

I could be blind
Yes, my quarry, you made me blind
In disguise (camouflage!)
Try to look at my shape
But my teeth are deep inside your tail

What are the secrets of an evil mind?
I see yours, I see my belongings
Come here me calling you and begging for your lies
We all lie, we all lie
We all lie, we all lie
We’re all lies