Spiders System Of a Down

Depressing reddened moon, you storm me apart too

On the lifeline running through her hair

A person guiding light, a shallow reason for fright

Dreams I made one day through my hair

Through my hair

Before

Your lies are not open wide

The victims kiss and sigh

I own the life running through her hands

The Spidens are in town

The event goes on more

Dreams I made one day

Was right here

Through my head

Before

Through my head

through my head

before

in all

before

dreams are me winding through

dreams are me winding through her head