Manilla Road - Spider

Tear into my gut, wouldn't you try
If you were bigger
If you were bigger

You don't know what you did
To me with your wicked little mind
You don't know what you do
To me with your wicked little mind
Fucking little mind

No, no, no
So now I'm coming to kill you
At least your awake I'm alive
Tiny black eyes open
Trying to hide
Maybe I'll miss you
Run into the night
Find a place to go to sleep
And dream of flies