Lyrics Spiderwebs - Foreign Forest

Spiderwebs

Spiders in my clothes
I can feel 'em crawling in my head
In my head
In my head
You could flex your Gucci
But my fit be made of spiderwebs
Spiderwebs
Spiderwebs
If I was you I’d understand
Wanting to be dead
You should be dead
Just be dead
Blow your brains
I need somewhere to ash my cigarette
I lay my eggs inside her head
Whenever I get head
Call it what you want but
Baby this is Halloween
Cutting up the candy then I
Mix it with amphetamines
You got that pumpkin pie
Put it all on top of me
I bet it’s so sweet
It’ll rot my teeth
We fall in love and say
It’s only 'til the grave
So losing you is all that I anticipate
I see the truth behind your face
That holy shit
Life is toxic
Wanna trick-or-treat
Then they better bring a bag
Blood on my feet
Call that shit the new swag
I’m so high, yeah I fly like a bat
Bitin' on yo' bitch
Yeah, that’s why you be mad
So you the king of Halloween?
Bitch I’m yo' dad
You can see how this Baretta sing right into yo' back
Bop Bop Bop Bop Bop Bop Bop Bop
Feel like Orville Redenbacher how I pop
Spiders in my clothes
I can feel 'em crawling in my head
In my head
In my head
You could flex your Gucci
But my fit be made of spiderwebs
Spiderwebs
Spiderwebs
If I was you I’d understand
Wanting to be dead
You should be dead
Just be dead
Blow your brains
I need somewhere to ash my cigarette
I lay my eggs inside her head
Whenever I get head