There’s money in my bank account
And I don’t even wanna waste it
There’s honey in my buttercups
And no one ever comes to taste it
There’s a spider living in a corner of my
Kitchen when I
Try to say hi
I get paralysed
Forget I’ve got
Arachnophobia
I store my fear and my pain
I the nape of my neck
I won't let you inside
I won't fall, I won’t break
If I store fear and pain
I the nape of my neck
I won't let you inside
I won't fall, I won’t break