Saint Phnx — Violence and Spiders

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Are you scared of spiders
Creepin’ in your bed?
Suffering the violent
Thoughts inside your head
Talk about silence, and violence
And deadmen, and spiders
Monster under my bed
Can’t get them out of my head
Too high, too low
Can’t check behind my door
No more, no more
I ain’t afraid of no ghosts
Fifteen men on a deadman’s chest
Sinking to the bottom of the sea
I sail my boat on a sea of fears
But I won’t ever let ’em bother me
Wh-wh-what are you afraid of?
When the nightmares come
And the darkness kills the day
Tell me what you’re scared of
When you can’t wake up and your legs won’t run away
Wh-wh-what are you afraid of?
Tell me what you’re scared of
Tell me what you’re scared of (tell me what you’re made of)
What are you afraid of?
Every night when I fall asleep
My mind plays tricks, and I wonder what it means
When I’m pullin’ out my teeth, I can barely breathe
And the blood runs cold from my head to my feet
So I start to believe that I’m six feet deep
Locked in a box, having psychopathic dreams
Now I’m trapped in a web, wishing I was dead
With a noose around my neck
Talk about silence, and violence
And deadmen, and spiders
Monster under my bed
Can’t get them out of my head
Too high, too low
Can’t check behind my door
No more, no more
I ain’t afraid of no ghosts
Fifteen men on a deadman’s chest
Sinking to the bottom of the sea
I sail my boat on a sea of fears
But I won’t ever let ’em bother me
Wh-wh-what are you afraid of?
When the nightmares come
And the darkness kills the day
Tell me what you’re scared of
When you can’t wake up and your legs won’t run away
What are you afraid of?
Tell me what you’re scared of
Tell me what you’re scared of (tell me what you’re made of)
What are you afraid of?
Let me tell ya about a story, I was younger in my days
Was a little boy, always running, was afraid
Everybody thinking I was very, very strange
Talking to myself, I remember what I’d say
Let me tell ya about a story, I was younger in my days
Was a little boy, always running, was afraid
Everybody thinking I was very, very strange
Talking to myself, I remember what I’d say
Fifteen men on a deadman’s chest
Sinking to the bottom of the sea
I sail my boat on a sea of fears
But I won’t ever let ’em bother me
Wh-wh-what are you afraid of?
When the nightmares come
And the darkness kills the day
Tell me what you’re scared of
When you can’t wake up and your legs won’t run away
What are you afraid of?
Tell me what you’re scared of
Tell me what you’re scared of
What are you afraid of?
When the nightmares come
And the darkness kills the day
When you can’t wake up and your legs won’t run away
Tell me what you’re scared of