Spider Girl

Stumbling around the darkness, I can't see the door

The walls are lined with something and so's the floor

I hear her chilling laughter and see her smile

She tells me to sit and join her, "please stay a while"

Can't shake the feeling that I'm hanging by a thread

It seems to me she's trapped my soul inside her web

She hands to me a tray of biscuits, tea and bread

I can't put my finger on it, can't put my finger on it

There's something weird about the way she speaks to me

There's something strange about the flavour of her tea