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"The Business Practices of Spiders"
Strange Doings in the Night

LYRICS:

There's a city rooftop

where you taught me how to dance.

We were moving chest to chest,

but our rhythms never matched

There's a colored scent of

dead fruit twisting on the vine

There's a distant drumbeat

marching in and out of time

and that's where your hand left mine

And it's been so long

since you looked me in the eyes

Since you set things wrong,

and I was paralyzed

I was trapped in amber,

Next to all the other flies

I was happy in your labyrinth

Now I'm free and terrified

Deny, attack, and bait the traps

Spin your truth like silken string

You were there when the lights came on

and disappeared in front of me

We exist in separate worlds,

disaster in between

When there's blood on the hands you shake

It can't be resolved peacefully

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