A porcupine

Crawling out from inside of your mind

Like you growing a crown of thorns

But you're no messiah

You think more like a spider

'Cause guilty hearts beat upside down



Silver hubcaps replcaed your eyes

As you went spinning on a daydream down

Forgiving the road every inch for miles

If your tyres survive

You know your heart will explode



And if this song was a sponge

Soaked in your blood

Well then I guess the story would be told

A fateful day

You became a spider

As I fed you blood from my nose



Now you're just like me