Found a spider in the sea It was looking up at me As to say “take me where I could be free”
So I carried him to shore I was sure that he'd want more But he crawled under a rock below the board
Found some footprints in the sand Could've come from any men So I followed them into the foreign land
Oh, oh
In an area so gray One you couldn't give away waits patiently to sneak attack its prey
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