Jack Off Jill - Cinnamon Spider |
Cinnamon Spider
Jack Off Jill A witch will burn When she's thrown into the fire But never expire No her she'll peel and writhe She crawls on webs of lies To take what's mine I die up inside her That bitch, the cinnamon spider And everytime I tell that lie, I live without guilt I won't try And I hope you love your life And live with your guilt And I won't cry Consumed by hate and guilt She'll never retire Too old to fix Too dead to ever acquire Slit wristsBut she will never inspire a plan to save herself I won't try The cinnamon spider And I hope you love your life And everytime I tell that lie, I live without guilt And I won't cry Bit heads off those who fall and try to imply her And live with your guilt Forlorn dispised I am the cinnamon spider I won't try And everytime I tell that lie, I live without guilt And I won't cry And I hope you love your life And live with your guilt And I'll learn to take what's mine And I am fine And live without guilt Oh yeah |