A porcupine crawling out from inside of your mind 
Like you're growing a crown of thorns 
But you're no Messiah 
You think more like a spider 'cause guilty hearts beat upside down 

Silver hubcaps replaced your eyes 
As you went spinning on a daydream down 
Forgiving the road every inch for miles 
If your tyres survive you know your heart will explode 

And if this song was a sponge soaked in your blood 
Well then I guess the story would be told 
A fateful day 
You became a spider as I fed you blood from my nose 

Now you're just like me
Now I'm just like you