I'm shaking hands with silent knives
Sleeping with snakes at my breast
I should have known
Traitors, liars, thieves
They're having plans we don't conceive
Traitors, liars, thieves
All sharpen their teeth
In crooked rooms their smiles are bent
They speak in tongues and bear their fangs
And build you up to tear you down
Piece by piece they tear you down
Traitors, liars, thieves
I wish you all had one neck and my hands were on it