I met a lonely widow
Ended up in her silk bed
By the time I had awoken
I was hanging by a thread
She was cunning and a recluse
And she spun a golden web
And in time i'll be injected
I will end up dead.
Now I'm stuck here in this pattern
And i can't seem to break free
But i've chosen not to struggle
I'll just sip my cup of tea
She is waiting oh so patient
But I've never been so still
I can feel every vibration
Cause I know she'll kill.
Weave your web, Leave my head
Weave your web, Leave my head
Weave your web, Leave my head
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