Spider earth between spider heaven and hell
Spider earth between spider heaven and hell
I'm in your webs and your legs
Holy baby
I migraine with the mites
And ex-nests of mice
I put my fangs on for you
Hanging around
The locker rooms of my heart
The shower nozzles of love
There's nothing else I could do
Pre-fab pukes on
Some collegiate lawn
If I'm a three-legged dog
Then I'm a three-legged dog
Post-f*** yawns on
A problematic dawn
I've got bats in my head
I've got everything wrong
There are no soul-mates
As you put all your money on tarot cards
If they shoot at me,
I hope to be hit in the left arm or heart...
People have been taking shots at them for years
Spider earth between spider heaven and hell
I'm in your webs and your legs
Holy baby
I migraine with the mites
And ex-nests of mice
I put my fangs on for you
Hanging around
The locker rooms of my heart
The shower nozzles of love
There's nothing else I could do
Pre-fab pukes on
Some collegiate lawn
If I'm a three-legged dog
Then I'm a three-legged dog
Post-f*** yawns on
A problematic dawn
I've got bats in my head
I've got everything wrong
There are no soul-mates
As you put all your money on tarot cards
If they shoot at me,
I hope to be hit in the left arm or heart...
People have been taking shots at them for years