TALKING TO THE SPIDERS

(chorus)

Guess I should've covered myself in barbed wire

World was full of criminals and liars

I miss talking to the spiders

Wanted to be a person everyone admired

Guess I should've aimed higher

I miss talking to the spiders

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When I was 19 years old

Time to leave the nest so I left home

But a year or so before

In my closet was a trap door

Late at night I'd go downstairs

Talk to the spiders about my cares

Thinking how great all people would be

Didn't take long for me to see

(chorus)

Every time I look to the west

I left behind what could of been the best

Every time I look into the mirror

I say so why live in fear

Besides the end must be near

I was innocent - young and naive - I'll make everyone love me

Left home at 19 - went to big city - it became clear I wasn't ready

The first person I had sex with tried to kill me with HIV

Met the love of my life - together 3 years

But that led to damage and tears

In 2002 got a disease - in 2014 almost killed me

I made peace with myself - I grew up but now I'm lonely

Moved all over the whole country - running away from myself

Struggled to pay my own way

I fucked up alot - did the best I could - with what I had to work with

Not the best childhood - not the worst

Took me awhile for me to learn that most people fucking suck

As I got older - learned what was important

Family - love and self respect

I'm finally wise - now the world goes to hell

Can't be long now before it all ends

Now I miss talking to the spiders in the basement

Lifetime of struggles to make such progress

Only for the world to end

I'm on the edge - I'm ready to pledge

Allegiance to me - I want to be free

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I am no longer a teenager

Getting pretty far along in years

My faith in humanity is long gone

I've learned so much through all of those years

Now I look back to all of those hours spent

In the basement talking to the spiders

If I only knew then what I know now

I could've saved myself from how things are now

(chorus)

Every time I look to the west

I left behind what could of been the best

Every time I see a basement

I miss talking to the spiders

From the Jonsona album - Whisper Angel

Written by Jonsona

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