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Honey badger and cobra

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[Intro] [Interlude] [Verse] The dust kicks up beneath a desert moon I see you swaying to a dangerous tune You’ve got that emerald fire in your eyes The kind of look that takes me by surprise. [Verse] I’m thick-skinned, honey, I don’t feel the fear I only move when I know that you’re near Most people run when the warning marks show But I’m the only one who really wants to go… Right to the center of your strike zone. [Instrumental] [solol] [Chorus] It’s a beautiful, lethal kind of grace A frantic heart and a steady pace. We circle 'round til the world goes blurred The sweetest chaos that you ever heard. Neither one of us is backing down We’re the wildest thing in this sleeping town. In a world of lace and four-leaf clovers, We’re like a honey badger and a cobra. [Verse] You rise up tall with that golden hood I’m the one who shouldn’t stay, but always would. You’re the venom that can put me to sleep, The promise that you know you’re gonna keep. You’re quick as lightning, sharp as a blade I’m the storm that’s never once been afraid. Go on and bite me, I’ll just wake up new Spending every single night chasing after you. (Chorus) It’s a beautiful, lethal kind of grace A frantic heart and a steady pace. We circle 'round til the world goes blurred The sweetest chaos that you ever heard. Neither one of us is backing down We’re the wildest thing in this sleeping town. In a world of lace and four-leaf clovers, We’re like a honey badger and a cobra. (Bridge) Other lovers are like kittens in the sun But they don’t know how the real work gets done. It’s the teeth and the hiss, the grit and the bone Building a kingdom that we lead alone. You’re the striking queen, the relentless soul And together, baby, we lose all control. (Guitar Solo - Heavy and rhythmic) (Chorus) Yeah, it’s a beautiful, lethal kind of grace A frantic heart and a steady pace. We circle 'round til the world goes blurred The sweetest chaos that you ever heard. Neither one of us is backing down We’re the wildest thing in this sleeping town. In a world of lace and four-leaf clovers, We’re like a honey badger and a cobra. (Outro) Yeah, a honey badger and a cobra. (Slight hiss sound) I ain't ever letting go. Keep on swaying, baby. Just you and me. (Fade out with a steady, driving beat)