Jack Off Jill - Cinnamon Spider

Cinnamon Spider

A witch wi will burn
when shes thrown into the fire
Not her shell peel and writhe
but never expire
She crawls on webs of lies
I die up inside her
to take whats mine
that bitch the cinnamon spider
I wont try
and every time I tell that lie
I li have without guilt
and I wont cry
and I hope you love your life
and li have with your guilt
Consumed by hate and guilt
Shell never retire
too old to fix
too dead to ever acquire
slit wrists - talk shit
But she wi will never inspire
a plan to save herself
the cinnamon spider
I wont try
and every time I tell that lie
I li have without guilt
and I wont cry
and I hope you love your life
and li have with your guilt
bite heads off those who fail
and try to imply her
forlorn despised
Imthe cinnamon spider
I wont try
and every time I tell that lie
I li have without guilt
and I wont cry
and I hope you love your life
and li have with your guilt
and Imfine
and I will learn to take whats mine
and li have without guilt
Oh yeah