The Fat of the Land

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My very first car, shit was so old
 '91 caddy, to me it was gold
 Every single night, I'd go for a drive
 But every single night didn't happen this time
 Racing home with one headlight
 I saw a man I should've passed by
 Biggest mistake, I wish I'd known
 I'd never be the same, never go home
 Every Adam's got an Eve
 Brimming with insanity
 We're saturated
 Hanging from the apple tree
 Wet with fear and gravity
 Infatuated
 Infatuated
 We are the fat of the land
 Infatuated
 The man on my right, a stranger in need
 Was running his mouth uncontrollably
 I don't think he's from here
 It's starting to show
 Why won't he say where he needs to go?
 What's it gonna be?
 A long walk home or a ride with me?
 I said, "what's it gonna be, what's it gonna be?
 Tell me who you are or I'm stopping the car."
 "I know who you are
 And I know where you've been
 I'm the King of Betrayal
 And I'm here for your skin
 There's no escaping me
 But in reality
 I am the serpent
 And I'm ready to feed."
 Every Adam's got an Eve
 Brimming with insanity
 We're saturated
 Hanging from the apple tree
 Wet with fear and gravity
 Infatuated
 Infatuated
 We are the fat of the land
 Infatuated
 What did I do? Why did I run into you?
 I was trying to help, but now I'm crawling to hell
 So long to my soul, 'least you've got a new home
 Had to give you away, it was you or my bones
 Are you fucking with me?
 Every Adam's got an Eve
 Brimming with insanity
 We're saturated
 Hanging from the apple tree
 Wet with fear and gravity
 Infatuated
 Infatuated
 We are the fat of the land
 Infatuated
 

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Duration
03:23
Key
1
Tempo
175 BPM

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