Cinnamon Spider

A witch will burn, when she's thrown into the fire
 Not her she'll peel and writhe, but never expire
 She crawls on webs of lies, I die up inside her
 To take what's mine, that bitch the cinnamon spider
 I won't try
 And every time I tell that lie, I live without guilt
 And I, won't cry
 And I hope you love your life, and live with your guilt
 Consumed by hate and guilt, she'll never retire
 Too old to fix, too dead to ever acquire
 Slit wrists, talk shit, but she will never inspire
 A plan to save herself, the cinnamon spider
 I won't try
 And every time I tell that lie, I live without guilt
 And I, won't cry
 And I hope you love your life, and live with your guilt
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 Bite heads off those who fail, and try to imply her
 Forlorn despised, I am the cinnamon spider
 I won't try
 And every time I tell that lie, I live without guilt
 And I, won't cry
 And I hope you love your life, and live with your guilt
 And I, am fine
 And I'll learn to take what's mine, and live without guilt
 Oh yeah