| Say goodnight to those bittersweet days
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| When you could tell someone that you loved 'em
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| And you wouldn’t lose your shame
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| And now you gotta bite your tongue
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| And feel the cold blood running down your face
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| Spider Cider
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| Spider Cider
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| Spider Cider
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| Spider Cider
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| You drink yourself sideways to try to remain
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| For a turn at birth you unearth
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| The beast you’ll never tame
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| And now you’ve found someone to hold
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| Who’s gonna leave you empty and alone
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| Spider Cider
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| Spider Cider
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| Spider Cider
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| Spider Cider
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| But you’ve got the fever, girl
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| And I’ve got the fever
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| We’ve got the fever, girl
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| Now we’re cursed to the bone
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| Spider Cider
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| Spider Cider
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| Spider Cider
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| Spider Cider
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| You should always run
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| With a loaded gun in your mouth (repeat)
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| I’ll fight off evil snakes
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| Break bottles at your wake
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| Tell the black widow spider on the pillow
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| I love her, I’ll die for you
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| When the cops come around
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| Questionin` your whereabouts
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| Well I will lie, I will lie, I will lie
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| I will lie in the dust for you
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| You should always run
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| With a loaded gun in your mouth
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| Kiss on the lips
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| Oh, these cold, chaotic times!
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| You cannot run the holy war
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| So what’s the use of trying?
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| And all the world goes to shit
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| You’ve already lived with years and years of it
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| Spider Cider
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| Spider Cider
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| Spider Cider
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| Spider Cider
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| You’ve got the fever, girl
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| And I’ve got the fever
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| We’ve got the fever, girl
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| Now we’re cursed to the bone |