3 poison lashes from an obvious snake
but all he sees are roses with sensuous tongues
I can't sit and spectate such thick descent
as slow and certain as a willing disease

too much leash
anyone will manipulate if you give your puppet strings
too much leash

here's flesh for your mental instability
the prize of nothing to a blind man feels like gold
I've lived that address, emulated that same trail
but now I laugh, turn my back, and recognize that dream

too much leash
anyone will manipulate if you give your puppet strings
too much leash

his vision schemes
she is the right for every ailment in his life - so he thinks
he won't see
the faults she weaves, for the gleam of puppet's leash

fooled by imaginary flares
mirage inside her eyes that wander and glare

too much leash
anyone will manipulate if you give your puppet strings
too much leash