Fischer-Z
Spiders
Regulo gas mark VIIIEven the world can feel me breathingInto the count of 4, into the count of 5Spiders on the wallThey don't pay no alimony, I like the simple lifeBut I'm drawn back to the heat and the lightsDrinking your poison dryNobody loves an apothecaryParadise lost on me, see all children cryI pay for my styleWith a bunch of people shouting curses at meReach for the sky on an airlineSpiders on the wallThey don't pay no alimony, I like the simple lifeBut I'm drawn back to the heat and the lightsTo the heat and the lights, to the heat and the lightsTo the heat and the lights
From Letras Mania