Copperhead Oracle

Royal Blood energy, Arctic Monkeys, Cage The Elephant vibe, Mixing rock with pop, electronic, folk, hardcore punk, Lyrics focus on social commentary, introspection, and raw emotion, Voice of the vocal leed a soft with emotions voice of a skinny 28 years old man from texas, atmospheric rock, male chorus, art rock

[Verse 1]
Copperhead oracle
In a thrift-store plastic crown
Ash on her bathrobe
Burns tiny halos down
Static on the TV
Muted game show laugh
Bible on the counter
Folded like a photograph

She’s smoking Marlboros in a plastic crown
Waiting for the gods to burn this trailer down
Says
“Baby
You don’t leave here
You just circle this town”
She taps ash like a blessing
On the busted ground

[Chorus]
Light me up
I’m your warning sign
Bare feet hanging off the power line
If the sky’s gonna split
Let it split right now
I was born for the flood
Not the turnaround
I’m the copperhead oracle
Laying it out
I’m smoking Marlboros in a plastic crown
Waiting for the gods to burn this trailer down

[Verse 2]
Tarot in a bread pan
Grease on every card
Death is just a layoff
Justice deals you hard
She laughs
“I seen rapture
In a rearview mirror’s shake
It looked like overdue rent
And a belly full of ache”

She’s counting on a thunderbolt
To cut the power clean
Says
“Heaven’s just a laundromat
With softer magazines” (oh)
She draws your future
On a paper plate
Ketchup cross bleeding
Into yesterday

[Bridge]
[Low organ swell
Drums fall to toms]
If the angels come in repo trucks
She’ll trade them every sin for fifty bucks
Says
“Set it all on fire or let it rot
Just don’t leave me here halfway to forgot” (yeah)

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[Verse 1] Copperhead oracle In a thrift-store plastic crown Ash on her bathrobe Burns tiny halos down Static on the TV Muted game show laugh Bible on the counter Folded like a photograph She’s smoking Marlboros in a plastic crown Waiting for the gods to burn this trailer down Says “Baby You don’t leave here You just circle this town” She taps ash like a blessing On the busted ground [Chorus] Light me up I’m your warning sign Bare feet hanging off the power line If the sky’s gonna split Let it split right now I was born for the flood Not the turnaround I’m the copperhead oracle Laying it out I’m smoking Marlboros in a plastic crown Waiting for the gods to burn this trailer down [Verse 2] Tarot in a bread pan Grease on every card Death is just a layoff Justice deals you hard She laughs “I seen rapture In a rearview mirror’s shake It looked like overdue rent And a belly full of ache” She’s counting on a thunderbolt To cut the power clean Says “Heaven’s just a laundromat With softer magazines” (oh) She draws your future On a paper plate Ketchup cross bleeding Into yesterday [Chorus] Light me up I’m your warning sign Bare feet hanging off the power line If the sky’s gonna split Let it split right now I was born for the flood Not the turnaround I’m the copperhead oracle Laying it out I’m smoking Marlboros in a plastic crown Waiting for the gods to burn this trailer down [Bridge] [Low organ swell Drums fall to toms] If the angels come in repo trucks She’ll trade them every sin for fifty bucks Says “Set it all on fire or let it rot Just don’t leave me here halfway to forgot” (yeah) [Chorus] Light me up I’m your warning sign Bare feet hanging off the power line If the sky’s gonna split Let it split right now I was born for the flood Not the turnaround I’m the copperhead oracle Laying it out I’m smoking Marlboros in a plastic crown Waiting for the gods Yeah I’m waiting for the gods To burn this trailer down

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