There's a spider on the drain and he's feeling pain. And he doesn't want to die any more than you or I. He's struggling to live but he doesn't have much time. Any more than you or I you or I. We've got to die we've got to live. We got to take what we can get. We sell ourselves for petty change. And when we die we rearrange. It's time to take it back again. It's time to take it back again. I want you to love me like I love you. There's nothing more for me to say. I spoke my piece I'll go on my way. And fare thee well where'er you go. You might need help but I won't know. Cuz I'm up in here in my own cell. It could be heaven it could be hell. We'll never know just who we are. Cuz when we die we become a star. And stars can't talk because they have. No mouth to speak about their past. They simply shine up in the sky. And give their light to you and I. And where would we be without their light. We'd call out names and then start a fight. But then again that's what we do. I hate me and I hate you too. Cuz I'm in pain just like the spider. In the drain I am a fighter. But I can't win I've got to lose. Give me strength to see me through. And ease the pain that I must feel. As my bones break and I taste the steel. As I go down ...the drain.... I'm insane