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Eleven white roses on a black granite slab |
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The beautiful face followed by the stab |
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I sit by the foot of many hearts' lament |
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All wondering still |
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Where the sun and moon went |
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Spider sweet spider |
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Jumped onto my hand |
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Spider sweet spider |
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Did I understand? |
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Spider sweet spider |
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Endless reflections in a room made of glass |
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The winners the losers all end |
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In the past |
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Love keeping track of every tiny attempt |
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At facing the monsters that |
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Ego has sent |
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Spider sweet spider |
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Jumped onto my hand |
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Spider sweet spider |
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Did I understand? |
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We're spinning these webs |
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To trap all our dreams |
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Entangle the notion |
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This is as it seems |
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It's just a prison that tumbles right down |
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With the force of a kiss |
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And a smile for a frown |
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Spider sweet spider |
