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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeLife Of The Spider (Draft)
It's four in the morningand I'm layin' with my headagainst the toilet seatFor several days now I've been living hereToo tired to sleep, too sick to eatI feel like a monster and it doesn't helpthat you will treat me like I've got the venom in my teeth'Cause I'm the spider in your bathroomI'm the shadow on the tileI came for shelter from the coldAnd I'd thought I'd stay a whileI'm only small, I'm only weakAnd you jump at the sight of meYou'll kill me when I least expect itGod, how could I even think of daring to exist?Looking just like this, I'm hideousI'm nothing but legs, they used to sayI'm nothing but skin and bones these daysYou dangle me high over the drainand tell me I'm lucky you don't drop me there andLet me wash away or put me on displayBy trapping me forever between a glass and a dinner plate'Cause I'm the spider in your kitchenweaving webs through every yearAnd I worked real hard on the last onebut the last one got me hereI'm minding my own businessbut my presence makes you curseI should be getting better but I'm only getting worseAnd, God, how dare I even thinkof choosing here to die?'Cause then, I'm just a problemthat you have to take outsideAnd I know you hate the sight of meI haunt you when you're fast asleepI've got eight legs, a million eyesif only I had eight more lives'Cause I'm the spider on the ceilingand you're nothing but a guyYou don't like it when I cryyou would break me if you triedAnd you will because I dared to be alive
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