When will you speak,
Tell me things that aren't just lies?
Real memories
You scorn me for acting out
Having a option,
But I horde information
About you,spider
You say you don't want to be like them
But you are
You lie about pointless things
You shapeshifter
You can be anyone you want to
With your lies and charisma
I'm on to you now
You're a spider
With your dirty great web
And poisonous mouth
You slag me off,but it's not like your any better
You say you could have anyone you want
But do they want you?
Yeah,probably not
I don't blame them
You act like your better then them
But at least witches can play your game
They're the Alphas over there
So you're not welcome,small fry
At least I know where I stand
Besides I can escape
You're playing a game
With your trapped flies
But one is breaking loose
And their is no way she's coming back
You shamelessly lie
For no apparent reason
Sure I cast webs too,but little ones
I'm not addicted
You'll need to hunting grounds
Almost sucked this place dry
Don't think we'll throw a leaving do
Your just one of us,even if you are a spider
All you need is someone to free your flies
And break your web,
And let the witches see you fall