IRC-Galleria

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