There's a spider On the window Above my bed He doesn't move And all the angels in the world Would think this As an excuse To not sleep tonight I roll over He's not what bothers me tonight Anxiety keeps me awake And I wonder if the spider's sleeping well Or if He's as sleepless as I?
What would it be To live on a wall To lurk in the corner Of a tiled room When I go to have a shower Why does he run towards the water? Do I think his life is As hard as the people I know? If he's so desperate He'll run towards flowing water Does he want to end it too?
Breathing heavy Bad dreams Anxiety keeping me awake Just to procrastinate Waking up in the morning