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Spider to the Fly - Frankie Big Face

I took a felt tip pen and drew a spider on my forearm
I took a step outside, held my breath and pulled a fire alarm
Stood in the center of the aisle and braced myself for the swarm
That never comes, it never comes

I've got a tattoo of a fly
Underneath my left eye
It used to be a tear
But I never ever cry
No more
No more

I expect it all the time
I expect it any minute
Can't predict the shape or size
But I'll know it when I'm in it
A web made just for me
(A web made just for me)

I don't mind--I don't mind
I'm already suffocating
I don't mind--I don't mind
It's strangely liberating
When you find that special someone
Who will tear you limb from limb
Don't waste a moment struggling
Just give in.

From the fly to the spider
From the spider to the fly
It's the same result every single time.

Spider to the Fly
by Ross Durand

A
I’m sorry you have to die
Said the spider to the fly
What beautiful eyes you have
What beautiful wings
And I hope you understand I had to say those things
And I’m sure you’d have said them too
If you had to by and by
So I’m sorry you have to die
Said the spider to the fly

B
Nature, red in tooth and claw
Subtle hues you never saw
You never see it comin’ from the corner of your eye
‘Dja ever wonder which one is you
After all I put ya through
Cause I often wonder if Im the spider or the fly

C
I guess I’d rather be a grasshopper and bounce away from here
Or a cricket on a hearth singin songs for you to hear
Or a butterfly and flit up to the sky
Cause it seems too complicated by far to be a spider or a fly
Yeah life seems much to hard if you’re a spider or a fly

Spider to the Fly
by WreckdoM

Part One: Foreplay

I want you to devour me whole,
Like a spider to the fly.
I’m in your bed, your beautiful web,
Bound, gagged and blind
I feel your breath; I taste your sweat,
I know your every move.
You and me are a catastrophe,
And I bear the bruises to prove.

Part Two: Friction

Now I just gotta get out of here (Just gotta get outta here)
Can’t find my way to the door
Now I gotta come up for air (Just gotta get outta here)
Don’t think I can take much more (Yeah)
Now I just gotta get out of here (Just gotta get outta here)
Can’t find my way to the door
Now I gotta come up for air (Just gotta get outta here)
Don’t think I can take much more (Yeah)
Now I just gotta get out of here (Just gotta get outta here)
Now I just gotta get out of here (Just gotta get outta here)

Part Three: Climax

Put on your heals and get out your whip
Cover me in honey and show me your bunny
Spit on my dick and twist my nips
Let’s get funky and spank my monkey
You can make me moan and make me wince
Pierce my noodle and lick my caboodle
Pull out my heart from inside my chest
Beat me up and make me come
Bite my tongue and break my thumbs
Beat me up and make me come

Part Four: Cuddling

You and me, we got nothing in common
But when we get together it’s an atom bomb
You and me, like Punch and Judy,
Feels so good doing something so wrong
You and me, like master and slave,
I’m on my knees learning how to behave,
You and me, like a spider and fly,
Feeding off each other while we whither, and die
While we whither, and die