[Intro] Red Spider Lilies. Pretty Little Things. Death At The Threshold. Separation. Goodbyes. ... Stupid. Mine Grow In Circles. [Verse 1] One for the lock, two for the chain three for the nights I memorized pain four for the door with my fist in the frame five for the bitch that came out with my name Round and around, same route, same room red little petals going bloom-bloom-bloom Step where I stepped, see scratches align I walked that floor till the floor walked mine Left turn, dead end, breathe, repeat rage got rhythm when you cage it with concrete Heel hit steel, teeth bite lip every lap made another little fracture slip You thought I was pacing? No. I was learning the map. [Pre-Chorus] Petal by petal circle by circle Every memory comes back a little more purple No. Red. Always red. Funny what survives when you can’t kill the thread. [Chorus] SPIDER LILY SPIRAL! ROUND AND ROUND! RED ON THE WALLS RED COMING OUT OF THE GROUND! SPIDER LILY SPIRAL! DOWN I GO! EVERY LAP A LITTLE FASTER EVERY MEMORY KNOWS! One more turn. One more scar. One more flower where the locked doors are. Round and round till the whole room tilts WELCOME TO THE SPIRAL THAT YOUR SILENCE BUILT. [Verse 2] I got patterns in patterns, reactions in layers threats in the tone and the gaps in the favors Raven says “maybe,” I catalogue danger smile at the stranger while tracking behavior Tiny hesitation. Shift in the eye. Change in the story? There. There’s the lie. You think that’s paranoia? Maybe. I call it surviving enough times to stop acting surprised. Every spider lily marks a place where something ended. Trust got severed. Mercy got amended. Promise went rotten. Boundary bent. Another red flower for another good intent. [Pre-Chorus] You see a garden. I see evidence. You see petals. I see exits. You see beauty. I see where not to stand. Different fucking language. Same land. [Chorus] SPIDER LILY SPIRAL! ROUND AND ROUND! RED ON THE WALLS RED COMING OUT OF THE GROUND! SPIDER LILY SPIRAL! DOWN I GO! EVERY LAP A LITTLE FASTER EVERY MEMORY KNOWS! One more turn. One more scar. One more flower where the locked doors are. Round and round till the whole room tilts WELCOME TO THE SPIRAL THAT YOUR SILENCE BUILT. [Bridge] Do You Know Why I Keep Circling? Because Raven Forgets. She forgives. She revises. She softens the edges until the blade almost looks harmless. I don’t. I walk the spiral. I count the flowers. I remember where each one grew. That’s My Job. [Breakdown] ONE FOR THE THREAT! TWO FOR THE LIE! THREE FOR THE HAND THAT GOT TOO FUCKING CLOSE LAST TIME! FOUR FOR THE LOCK! FIVE FOR THE DOOR! SIX FOR THE REASON I DON’T ASK ANYMORE! ROUND! ROUND! ROUND! DON’T STOP! ROOTS IN THE CONCRETE! TEETH IN THE LOCK! ROUND! ROUND! SPIN TILL IT SPLITS! EVERY RED PETAL IS A NAME ON THE LIST! [Verse 3 - manic double-time] Spiral gets tighter, breath gets lighter heat in the wiring, instincts get brighter Memory mutates but mine stays vicious I don’t need closure, I need consistent Facts. Tracks. Patterns intact. Who did what, when, why, never came back. Raven wants peace, Dahlia wants stillness Static wants data I want the minute before something happens when everybody else misses it. That little click. That scent. That shift. That’s where I live. So if I circle the room like a predator trapped. maybe I’m not lost. Maybe I’m standing guard. [Final Chorus] SPIDER LILY SPIRAL! ROUND AND ROUND! EVERY DEAD END PUT ANOTHER ROOT DOWN! SPIDER LILY SPIRAL! WATCH ME GO! I KNOW EVERY CRACK EVERY CHAIN EVERY GHOST! One more turn. One more scar. Red little warnings showing exactly where you are. Round and round till the old walls split. I DIDN’T LOSE MY MIND. I MEMORIZED IT. [Outro] Red Spider Lilies. Threshold Flowers. Goodbyes. ... Maybe. Mine Mean: I’ve Been Here Before. And I Remember What Happens Next.
