Spider

Don't spin my words and expect me to get tangled in the web you made
Come down to earth
You know you're only destined to fall down again

Your disappointing me never fails to disappoint me
Well I don't know why I'm even disappointed at all
When I can forecast the storm before the hail is pouring
I got my hat, and my boots and coat on the wall
Well it's a shame that I took you for more than desultory
And I'm ashamed that you lured me in like your humble prey
Though, there's no need for you to crawl back and say, "I'm sorry"
So I can free you from the weight of your dismay

Spider

Don't spin my words and expect me to get tangled in the web you made



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Writer(s): Vanessa Richardson
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