Song | Let The Spider Run Alive |
Artist | Moddi |
Album | Set The House On Fire |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
As you wake up the lights are all out | |
the air is dead but the blood leaves no doubt | |
you've been drowning, you've been burning with thirst | |
now you're cold clay and a steel web's spun around a brave, careless world | |
pick an apple and watch it rot | |
feel the fire from the things you forgot | |
while you weave yourself into a tight silver web | |
go to sleep now and tomorrow you will both wake up dead | |
because we're all one of a kind | |
sleeping in the line of fire | |
now if you want to live and thrive | |
let the spider run off – run alive! | |
may you wake up without anger or doubt | |
and may your eyes burn in snow-white, flourescent light |
As you wake up the lights are all out | |
the air is dead but the blood leaves no doubt | |
you' ve been drowning, you' ve been burning with thirst | |
now you' re cold clay and a steel web' s spun around a brave, careless world | |
pick an apple and watch it rot | |
feel the fire from the things you forgot | |
while you weave yourself into a tight silver web | |
go to sleep now and tomorrow you will both wake up dead | |
because we' re all one of a kind | |
sleeping in the line of fire | |
now if you want to live and thrive | |
let the spider run off run alive! | |
may you wake up without anger or doubt | |
and may your eyes burn in snowwhite, flourescent light |
As you wake up the lights are all out | |
the air is dead but the blood leaves no doubt | |
you' ve been drowning, you' ve been burning with thirst | |
now you' re cold clay and a steel web' s spun around a brave, careless world | |
pick an apple and watch it rot | |
feel the fire from the things you forgot | |
while you weave yourself into a tight silver web | |
go to sleep now and tomorrow you will both wake up dead | |
because we' re all one of a kind | |
sleeping in the line of fire | |
now if you want to live and thrive | |
let the spider run off run alive! | |
may you wake up without anger or doubt | |
and may your eyes burn in snowwhite, flourescent light |