colored pinwheel spin inside of me don't hold back because holding back's a laugh upset spider spin a web that looks like veins carrying them through my upset head (This could also be a , see what sounds better to you) v ( you have got a life that's stretched out inside of you so strange to think about they would want to try and tear it from you put your hands under him mother your arms are not long enough to reach around this life i made all by myself slums are billowing puffing smoke into the air and into years and out of it without without without them hearing them yell so strange to think about i know inside my heart that coming out's dead so strange to think about