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Like little spiders You're all over me When fear turns to panic It is hard to breath My skin is getting tense It's hard to sit still I know you're watching And I know for sure And everyone else is so much more I know your reasons, I know what for And everyone else is so much more You know I'm not like them I'm not your whore I don't like having people around It's much more complex It is hard to explain Take your eyes off of me From Letras Mania