ITSY BITSY SPIDER

Itsy bitsy spider, crawling in the rain

Climbing up the water spout, calling out my name

Moon is hiding, shadows come alive

Something's on the ceiling, watching through the night

Eight black legs moving slowly down the wall

Little drops of crimson dripping in the hall

Down came the rain, but it couldn't wash away

What crawled out of the darkness when the daylight turned to gray

I heard a little whisper underneath my bed

Saw eight tiny shadows dancing overhead.

The spider dropped on my head and bit me in my cheek.

Feel the venom running through my veins. Now the darkness knows my name.

I tried to run, but every door was locked

And something in the walls began to knock

Down came the rain

But it wouldn't disappear

Up came the spider

And it whispered in my ear

Itsy bitsy spider, crawl into the night

Climbing through my window underneath the moonlight

Rain can't wash you away, fire can't make you leave

Something in the darkness is crawling underneath

Itsy bitsy spider, hanging from the ceiling

Eight little eyes watching, eight little eyes seeing

I thought you were a nursery rhyme, something from a dream

Now you're crawling through my nightmares

Crawling on me

Black web on the doorway, black web on the floor

Every time I tear it down, they quickly multiply.

Pumpkins in the window, shadows in the trees

Something keeps on crawling every time I try to sleep

I hear the little footsteps creeping in the hall

Then I see the spider climbing up the wall

It stops beside my face and stares into my eyes

Then it starts to whisper, “You can never hide.”

Down came the rain

Up came the moon

The spider kept climbing

And it came too soon

Eight little legs

Eight little eyes

Something inside me

Is starting to rise

Itsy bitsy spider, crawl into the night

Climbing through my body underneath the moonlight

Rain can't wash you away, fire can't make you leave

Now the little spider's living underneath me

Itsy bitsy spider, crawling through my veins

Dancing with the darkness, laughing in the rain

I thought I was the hunter, thought I had control

But the spider wasn't crawling on the wall...

It was crawling in my soul.

Itsy bitsy spider...

Climbing up...

Climbing down...

Eight black legs...

No way out...

The rain comes down.

They won't go away..