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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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