Reptile (Chant For Cold-Blooded Creatures)

I think I'm sliding through the passions
Like I was sliding through your hair
I can see the lover crying
This devotion they share

I'm smelling their sweat
I'm smelling their lies
But like the lovers do
I pretend that I'm alive

Oh, what I've become
Tell me what I've become

Well, I'm a rep
I'm a reptile
I'm a reptile now

I think I'm sliding through the passions
Like I was sliding through your hair
I can see the lovers smiling
All the illusions they share

I'm smelling their sweat
I'm smelling their lies
And like chameleons do
I pretend that I can hide

Oh, what I've become
Tell me what I've become

Well, I'm a rep
I'm a reptile
I'm a reptile now

I'm sneaking and I'm sliding
I'm sneaking and I'm sliding
I'm sneaking and sliding
I'm sneaking and sliding

Tell me what I've become

Well, I'm a rep
I'm a reptile
I'm a rep

I'm a reptile
Well, I'm a snake
I'm a reptile
I'm a reptile now