| There’s a spider on the drain and he’s feeling pain
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| And he doesn’t want to die any more than you or I
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| He’s struggling to live but he doesn’t have much time
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| Any more than you or I, you or I
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| We’ve got to die, we’ve got to live
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| We got to take what we can get
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| We sell ourselves for petty change
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| And when we die we rearrange
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| It’s time to take it back again
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| It’s time to take it back again
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| I want you to love me like I love you
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| There’s nothing more for me to say
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| I spoke my piece I’ll go on my way
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| And fare thee well where’er you go
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| You might need help but I won’t know
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| Cuz I’m up in here in my own cell
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| It could be heaven it could be hell
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| We’ll never know just who we are
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| Cuz when we die we become a star
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| And stars can’t talk because they have
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| No mouth to speak about their past
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| They simply shine up in the sky
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| And give their light to you and I
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| And where would we be without their light
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| We’d call out names and then start a fight
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| But then again that’s what we do
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| I hate me and I hate you too
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| Cuz I’m in pain just like the spider
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| In the drain, I am a fighter
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| But I can’t win I’ve got to lose
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| Give me strength to see me through
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| And ease the pain that I must feel
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| As my bones break and I taste the steel
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| As I go down… the drain…
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| I’m insane |