First draft of a new song, would love your feedback
KING COBRA
Limbs wrapped around you like a python
Speaking in dark tongues with the lights on
You’re giving me a different kind of poison
Firing rounds at me like an overexcited shotgun
(it’s trigger-nometry baby)
Holy Hell, Heavens above
The way you slip and slide in this tunnel of love
Just give it all to me, I want it all baby
I can’t breathe baby
You’re a goer, you’re a boa
You’re constricting me
And when the bulb blows and you think that it’s over
Just gotta run for cover when I stroke your King Cobra
You’re making me feel so goddamn dirty
Tongue on my spine, own wetback safari
(safari so good)
And as I writhe on the floor so silently
I know you’re a predator and I’m dead meat
Pain and pleasure, viable venom
You know just what needs to be done
Poking holes through me, got a chokehold on me
I need to scream baby
Bigger and badder, you’re an adder
Put your forked tongue right through me
You got a penchant for risk and overexposure
But that ain’t nothing when I stroke your King Cobra
You could shoot me dead with a single glance
You could make me crumble with one touch of your hand
Just come on and give me a kiss
My pretty little basilisk
This is no petting zoo, do what you came to do
I got seams for you to rip
And when you go off track on this rollercoaster
Baby that’s just the start when I stroke your King Cobra