On candy stripe legs the Spiderman comes / Softly through the shadow of the evening sun /Stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead / Looking for the victim shivering in bed / Searching out fear in the gathering gloom and Suddenly! / A movement in the corner of the room! / And there is nothing I can do / When I realize with fright / That the Spiderman is having me for dinner tonight!
Today I am dirty / I want to be pretty / Tomorrow, I know I'm just dirt / Fear the nobodies / Wanna be Somebodies / We're dead, We know just who we are
Dogs of war and men of hate / With no cause, we don't discriminate / Discovery is to be disowned / Our currency is flesh and bone / Hell opened up and put on sale / Gather 'round and haggle
Forgive me for I am not acting myself / But these bees in my breath have to come out / Well, you give me no reason to doubt your word / But I still somehow still have my reasons / I’m sorry, I don’t mean to scare you at all / I’m just trying to drain all this bad blood
songs;
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Lullaby | Kate Walsh
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The Nobodies | Marilyn Manson
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The Dogs of War | Pink Floyd
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Destroy Everything You Touch | Ladytron
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Bear's Den | Bad Blood
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If I Had a Heart | Fever Ray