V¹ Stepping quiet through a broken frame Breath held tight in the heavy dark Perched above where the floorboards groan Watching shadow lines leave a mark From the tangled vine to the rusted nail Every fragment left on the floor Gather up the dust from the empty room Scatter all the ash at the door Because every trip wire hidden in the weeds starts to snap You know the mechanism's built to catch C¹ Yeah, straight to you And the vipers in the tall grass start to coil their lengths Yeah, you know where they slither next Yeah, straight to you Straight to you V² Washing off the stain, the bit, the scrape Tell me if this matches what you planned Paint the threshold over in a bruised black tint Traces of a phantom on the lam Iron hardware shaking in the heavy cabinet From the edge of the seat I call Severing the thread that holds the weight Watching every single balance fall Because every trip wire hidden in the weeds starts to snap You know the mechanism's built to catch C² Yeah, straight to you And the vipers in the tall grass start to coil their lengths Because you know where they slither next Yeah, straight to you Straight to you V³ AP Fangs in the roots Tearing through the foliage Looking for the truth Coiling tight Striking fast O Nothing leaves the tall grass Straight to you
