Spiderwebs Lyrics – Foreign Forest
Singer: Foreign Forest
Title: Spiderwebs
Spider in my clothes
I can feel ’em crawling in my head
In my head
In my head
You could flex your Gucci
But my fit be made of spiderwebs
If I was you I’d understand
Wanting to be dead
You should be dead
Just be dead
Blow your brains
I need somewhere to ash my cigarette
I lay my eggs inside her head
Whenever I get head
Call it what you want but
Baby this is Halloween
Cutting up the candy then I
Mix it with amphetamines
You got that pumpkin pie
Put it all on top of me
I bet it’s so sweet
It’ll rot my teeth
We fall in love and say
It’s only ’til the gravе
So losing you is all that I anticipate
I can see the truth behind your facе
That holy sh#t
Life is toxic
Wanna trick-or-treat
Then they better bring a bag
Blood on my feet
Call that sh#t the new swag
I’m so high, yeah I fly like a bat
Bitin’ on yo’ b#tch
Yeah, that’s why you be mad
So you the king of Halloween?
b#tch I’m yo’ dad
You can see how this Baretta sing right into yo’ back
Bop Bop Bop Bop BOp Bop Bop Bop
Feel like Orville Redenbacher when I pop
Spider in my clothes
I can feel ’em crawling in my head
In my head
In my head
You could flex your Gucci
But my fit be made of spiderwebs
If I was you I’d understand
Wanting to be dead
You should be dead
Just be dead
Blow your brains
I need somewhere to ash my cigarette
I lay my eggs inside her head
Whenever I get head
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