Jackson Jones - Spider On The Web lyrics

[Qwel speaking:] Get your sad angry face on... [Verse 1:] It's just lost in time, [the slide?] is mine The long knife edge a metaphor for a dime But for the climb, the highest life led, despite his right head Tries light upon the lifeless, an advice for self-help: Hell is night spent in ice sweats, dead writer fighting Heights, the cider-spiking the cycle like cold rain Hold it tight, life, the lightening recycled in strife The likeliest [idol?] strike the grimiest model Sorrow hollows this love, just to run this type [of a bottles?] And y'all knows who follows Who wallows hollow from shadows with battle-scarred hearts And shattered armor borrowed from battle, raffle tomorrows 'How far does this path go?' -- he ask slow Nobody that he asks knows, the flash in both flickers We wear darkness like a robe, holding tight on its threads Instead of shedding light, we just tighten it with the prices we bled The best in sight since these light switches and slices of bread Young caccooning, foolish caterpillar, despite what they said His isolation cloak joked upon the surface it seems As he reacts and acts according to his purpose for things Can't understand his urgent urge because it burns and it stings To be emerged from his furnace furnished with the burden of wings No longer inching on his ranch, now he's determined to sing Or better second chance, enhanced at the perfect degree From out of the blackest isolation, flapping, laughing like: 'I made it, Had to fight, but flight was worth the pain'... ...Bust... plus it faded [Chorus:] Find a spider on the web, what's the purpose for things? When nothing is for nothing, just humming in this circular scheme Survival on the violent spiral out of mind and cold ways It's father, mother, sister, brother expanding both ways To find a spider on the web, what's the purpose for things? When nothing is for nothing, just humming in this circular scheme Survival on the violent spiral out of mind and cold ways It's father, mother, sister, brother, man, expanding both ways [Verse 2:] Couldn't grasp the blessings and the lessons, 'til he pa**ed it If he stopped, the stress would question it, he wouldn't catch it Drive faster, measure it with math, his path just stuck in [its a**ets?] Can fine-tune point, a pointed 'now', without a hollow 'actual' Bumblebees will flight like life, no matter what math says When lightening strike the trees, the seeds grow tighter through ashes Can't behold the flashing photo of the wind, just its actions Its effect on its path, and acting grasp when it pa**es Catch it if you can, but man's heart will probably blacken to trap it Sell it to the ma**es or thumbtack it with taxes Running from the past, past the feudal future, it's madness To settle down and get this mile wild-child and how we'll catch it [Chorus:] To find a spider on his web, what's the purpose for things? When nothing is for nothing, just humming in this circular scheme Survival on the violent spiral out of mind and cold ways It's father, mother, sister, brother expanding both ways To find a spider on the web, what's the purpose for things? When nothing is for nothing, just humming in this circular scheme Survival on this violent spiral out of mind and cold ways It's father, mother, sister, brother, man, expanding both ways [Verse 3:] You wouldn't know it how we act though Just hacking with axes and pa**ing our pa**ions to rats Cats distracted with ma**es Ask us if we had it, his back all tatted with gashes To send our [fours?] back to the ga**es, malice laughing at havoc So we craftsmen now, but how whatever happened just happened The laymen saying its evolution, but nobody's adapting They're saying she playing it revolution, those funny reactions The naked ape [sits in solution?] with his money and taxes And asks us if the problems [past him, he'll detach it he's feel?] A dead creation in the space as recreation is ego How evil snickers at the 'all', but just confined in his single Biggups to bucks that know the deal but kept the bug on the d-low [Chorus:] Find a spider on the web, what's the purpose for things? When nothing is for nothing, just humming in this circular scheme Survival on your violence, spiral out of mind and cold ways It's father, mother, sister, brother, man, expanding both ways Find a spider on the web, what's the purpose for things? When nothing is for nothing, just humming in this circular scheme Survival on your violence, spiral out of mind and cold ways It's father, mother, sister, brother, man, expanding both ways [Instrumental plays until close of song...]