Eating Spiders

There's a man in the street

Who tells me that he loves me

God is everywhere

He says he lives above me

I know more about this man

Than i know about you

Further than we go

In what we go through

We are small

We are small people

There's a day in a month

When I know why we're here

And no one drags us down

When you flip my gear

My mother doesn't love you

Even though she tries

I told her so many things

I forget the lies

We are small

We are small people

You will take the whole of me The whole of me