Faux Fiction
lukewarm snakes
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If you ain't hot or cold, you must be lukewarm
If you ain't man or beast, then you must be a snake
Then you must be a snake
Crawling towards it on your hands and knees
Over fields of glass and things unclean
Crawling towards it but you'll never reach the top
Yet you slither onward you ain't never gonna stop
If you ain't left or right, you must be caught between
If you ain't good or bad, then you must be a tease
You must be a tease
Crawling towards it on your hands and knees
Over fields of glass and things unclean
Crawling towards it but you'll never reach the top
Yet you slither onward you ain't never gonna stop