She was an arachnid fashionista
There were 8 hairy legs wrapped in bloody leather
We went to black widow parties in a bone skyscraper
Drawn like flies to her spider mirrors

Oh my god - lost it in the blackened morning while hustling roses for a dying chapel

Those spider legs keep twisting
Those spider fangs keep snapping
Those spider webs keep tangling
Those spider eyes keep blinking.

Take me back to where we wrote it in each other's skin and hearts and we woke up laughing at the sun's first beams shining through the treetops.
It bathed us in its light and it kept me going.
Bloodshot eyes are hard to keep open when every single day i'm wishing for something
To keep the nightmares and so I gave up sleeping.
Haunted by a reality I can't stop seeing.

Orb webs tangled in my messy nightmares and my neck's held down by giant spiders.
I see it every night so I gave up sleeping but when i close my eyes my mouth is filled with spiders. Bloodshot eyes are hard to keep open when every single day i'm wishing for something
To keep the nightmares and so I gave up sleeping.
Haunted by a reality i can't stop seeing.

Hey orb weaver. Won't you spin a web for me?

And if they ask for blood I'll let them in and if they ask to stay I'll let them remain and when they ask to be forgiven then I'll annul them.