Porcupine

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