Mainstreaming Spider Web of Confusion
time of the innocencepast of the weak
you leak all your sorries
into a mainstream creak
now everyone knows
how it all went down
that time at that pub
when you both fooled around
licking the senses
with your worriful eyes
your succulent tongue
is taken by surprise
spider see
spider do
the beauty of death
as he drains blood from you
no don't cry
it will only hurt for a minute
he promised you that
now you are to far in it
hate me or love me
I'm still on your mind
but i will never agree
that i am of your kind
skimper, go scurry
away in a hurry
go sulk in your hole
you ignorant mole
no one cares how rich you are
everyone knows you've gone that far
time of the innocence
past of the weak
you leaked all your sorries
into the mainstream creak
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