Flower Child Bit by Spider
Been since the last time you called
That I heard news as bad as this
And I'm scared in a way I haven't been since I was a kid
It bends at its knees
Groveling - "Please don't loosen the locks"
I don't know what's gonna happen to us
Been since visions came back
That I felt this aching in my spine
Insects entering my ears
Causing nightmares during waking life
It's difficult to tell if I'm clearing way to hell
While my lips split a little each on side
This is senseless, but I never ask why
A color I had never seen bursting out of me
With a ringing bell around my toe
Even the greenest grass dies when it gets old