(Entry number one, I still hear the boots in the hallway)
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(Spider:)
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I want your head.
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I want your wicked parts.
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I want to wring out your evil thoughts.
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I want to eat out your bitter heart.
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I want your soul to sing six words harmony
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Of all the pigs that might tempt me.
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I know you're sick alone and I¡¯m telling everyone everything.
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So scratch it on the wall of your coffin on your sick day home:
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"And when your lover loves to cheat there's another you can meet
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It¡¯s a short pier, it's a long walk home"
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You gotta show me where it hurts,
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There¡¯s a beast and a burden
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Kicking, spitting on your bathroom floor.
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This is your life this is your life and
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When I¡¯m done it's over a little bit more.
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Good things die all the time,
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God bless your heart, vengeance is mine.
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"Kiss me like you mean goodbye," said the spider to the fly.
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When all those times you thought that you were wrong, you were right.
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(Fly:)
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So if I fight the good fight will hairlines recede?
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Will lines deepen in face to craft a look of defeat?
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I feel the end is near my little Monday night whore,
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My little Saturday night became a Sunday remorse.
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When it's all over America,
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The Godless game show heathens.
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This is your life, this is your life,
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At last my good friend we are even.
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I know I¡¯ll never lose an arm, never stay up staring at the phone.
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I'll never rot up with disease don't you bury me and leave,
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Don¡¯t you leave me in the ground alone.
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You gotta show me where it hurts, never creamate me to burn,
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Never chop me up and throw me to sea.
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You¡¯ll never have to find the words they come spilling unrehearsed,
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But you and I will never find that peace.
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Good things die all the time,
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God bless your heart, vengeance is mine.
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"Kiss me like you mean goodbye," said the spider to the fly.
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When all those times you thought that you were wrong, you were right.
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Good things die all the time,
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God bless your heart, vengeance is mine.
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"Kiss me like you mean goodbye," said the spider to the fly.
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When all those times you thought that you were wrong, you were right.
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(Deep, Quiet Voice #1:)
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Came and laid across me, put his hand across my chest like he was listening to my heart 'cause at a point he said he was gonna eat my heart.
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(Deep, Quiet Voice #2:)
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He said he was gonna eat your heart?
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(Deep, Quiet Voice #1:)
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Yes, that's...
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Said The Spider To The Fly
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| The Paper Chase |
