Under the carpet, between the cracks
Try to wash the spiders back
There's so much time to waste
You'll never have to face these lines you trace
Somethings are best left unsaid
Somethings are best left unsaid
Count as high as you can to keep your conscience clear
Think of silver and gold and there's nothing left to fear.
Under the carpet, between the cracks
Try to wash the spiders back.