Tarantula

By Unfold

On Pure

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I forget to sleep with my dreams

I'm a hunter of delicate feelings

Let me taste your brain

Lips bitter, demon juice

Hit my thoughts with your gentle words

Understand me like a bad mother

Insane but I know that my mother loves me

Deep and true

You're a needle against my womb

A blade against my neck

I am lost in a maze of contradictions

I am in the search of the right emotions

Your vision of the sky is not mine

You see, I feel

You look, I touch