Witch's Web - ...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead

Told a lie about yourself

It felt so good to decieve

You pulled the wool over everyone

Told them whatever they’d believe

You missed the train and now you’re gone

To join the faceless everyone

You’re a name on a phone list I’ve crossed off

I’ve pushed you back to square one

And if I fall then I’ll stand back up

Because learning how to run is half the fun

Somehow I know that there must be something better

No one’s gonna have power over me

If there’s a sign above the door (over you)

That says you have to hang your coat

But you’re wanting me to pay the doorman with my soul

I think that I’ll be moving on

Your witch’s web is hanging over my sleep

My one half lies awake, the other in a dream

Somehow I know that there must be something better

No one’s gonna have power over me