Melanie : 🎵 I move like a moth or a butterfly Craving a change in the wind I swirl by all the insects and all the flies Watching the cycle they're in Better off dead than wasting my hours Flying where I shouldn't be Flexing like pricks with their stolen power They're just who the spider will eat Spinning all your silk and moving all of your eight legs To build a web that'll spread through the world Feeding off our highs and lows And curious to see us struggle No one can leave once they merge Oh, no one can leave once they merge Oh, no one can leave once they merge🎵