| Let me tell a little tale
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| Maybe you have heard about
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| Black widow spider’s on the wall
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| Weaving a silken web
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| Patiently works her thread
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| Quiet she lies there waiting
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| For your time to fall
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| I was fooled by your false adulation
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| Just another bait that fell into your trap
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| Stop your whining of victimization
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| 'Cause you know well how to differ dirt from gold
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| The black widow’s web
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| She silently waits for a chance
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| Once you’re caught she gets hold of your life
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| You are mine
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| Then her poison will make you blind
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| The black widow’s web
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| She’ll be carefully spreading her net
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| You have nowhere to hide, she will find you
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| Better run from me
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| Tempting your worse desires
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| When I turned on my device of alienation
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| You were draining out all my identity
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| You’re not obligated, social isolation
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| And you are trapped by your own vanity
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| The black widow’s web
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| She silently waits for a chance
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| Once you’re caught she gets hold of your life
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| Better run from me
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| Then her poison will make you blind
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| You can’t hide
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| The black widow’s web
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| She’ll be carefully spreading her net
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| You have nowhere to hide, she will find you
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| You can’t hide
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| Tempting your worse desires
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| 'Cause you’re mine
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| Your need of attention made your blind
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| Now your identity is mine
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| She may look so innocent
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| You were fooled by charming eyes
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| Better face the consequence
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| From her reckless heart
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| Don’t be frightened, little one
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| I never meant to harm you
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| Trust me now come closer here
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| And taste my kiss of death
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| The black widow’s web
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| She silently waits for a chance
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| Once you’re caught she gets hold of your life
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| Better run from me
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| Then her poison will make you blind
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| You can’t hide
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| You better face the fact
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| That no matter how fast you react
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| She will always be there to strike you
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| You can’t run from her
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| Enticing your worst desire
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| 'Cause you’re mine
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| Black widow spider’s on the wall
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| Weaving a fragile web
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| Patiently works her thread
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| Quiet she lies there waiting
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| For your time to fall |