TOUCH THE SPIDER!

I SPIT ON YOUR GRAVE

Motel room

I’m sitting here

In a cheap motel

Drink some whiskey

This is hell

Sooner or later

I have to go

Where I’m gone be

I don’t know

I leave it all behind

Every fuckin’ day

I leave it all behind

Nothing left to say

A cock roach

In my mouth

I spit it out

The curse of the south

I’m sitting here

In a cheap motel

Smoke some shit

Oh, this is hell

I leave it all behind

Every fuckin’ day

I leave it all behind

Nothing left to say