Crawling Floor - Wiser Time

Well, you smile like a mother and you’re flying on

the other, but you look like a vulture to me

And your face is a mess, but I must confess that sometimes,

I like to watch you bleed

Cause you’re giving me your evil eye

Like gasoline poured on a fire

Giving me your evil eye

You hide your condition better than a politician,

but you can’t see the snakes in the mirror

And you’re down at the minute,

and I must admit that sometimes, I like you crawling on the floor

Cause you’re giving me your evil eye

Like gasoline poured on a fire

Giving me your evil eye