I just weave the web
It's a map spell
So I pick a flicker
Break the fact
It's a crap set
So I kick a tricker
Save the name
Chase the plane in your scene
It's fallen in Pieces
Skip the rest
Maybe bad luck
I swing with the wind
I tear my note that I need
But I stump some scars on my hand
Like a ZIP code
I hear a song that I hate
So I smash a glass on my hand
With my headphone
Now I feel fine ...
So I weave the web
It's a spell drawn
So I hit a clutter
Craze me not
What a flip shown
I snap you one more time
Slave the bugs
Chase the dog in your house
He'll tease you
Stick the eggs
Ten times now
I see a scape of sand
I rip my book that I loved
But I make some tool on my back
Like a Dead Code
I play a song that I love
And I clash my bike in the sky
Like I'm spell bound
Now I feel fine ...
Don't you see
There's no place for hideaway
There's no place for hideaway
I just need a place to be
So I weave the web to lie
And I spread traps!
But I know
It's myself to be caught
In my web
Gimme a knife to cut threads off!