Film of hope,
Like tied ropes
Creeps into the room
Makes a short noise
Vigilant for the suit men
They're stealing my thoughts
My head is numb
My mind's a tool
Spiders have bad dreams too
Spiders have bad dreams too
Spiders have bad dreams too
Spiders have bad dreams too
They told me
Their nightmares
Fluctuant
Can you see on the roof?
Screams are on standby
Thoughts from above
Flimsy
Waiting to explode
Waiting to explode