Lyrics
Crawling all over, behind ears and behind words
When you are alone and you're not one of the boys and girls
You fall out of your web, dancing on a crooked ledge
You're falling off the edge and someone's going to end up dead
There is no cure, I am my only curse
No way (I'm sure) to get this spell reversed
The Filistata crawling all over my head
just like an Ariadna, safe in a tube behind it's web
But, when it falls out and like my mind falls out of me,
it's hard to get back in
It's hard to regain sanity
Up on a cliff doing the dance
What happens if I lose balance?
Constantly creeping away from people and from noise
While everyone's sleeping I'm scared to death (it's not my choice)
There's a web inside me, behind my eyes it pounds and pounds
There sits Filistata
It's growing there, but makes no sound...
There is no pain, just hate and empty tears
Blind hollow eyes and webs over the ears
And in the end will I have wasted years?
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