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The Worm

You don't know how it feels to be Me

To be sitting on the edge dangling my feet

Wondering if god would give his angels charge

If I was feeling small

If my mind was growing large



I am the worm crawling through your head

I am the worm crawling through your head



You don't know how it feels to be Me

Having all these faces looking in to see

Their eyes are white lit just like a torch

To burn my soul which is thin and which is worn



I am the worm crawling through your head

I am the worm crawling through your head

I am the worm crawling through your head

I am the worm crawling through your head



Take my life

Take my life

Take my life

Before I taken it myself



You don't know how it feels to be me

To be a poet nailed to this tree

Where are my accusers those who ridicule

Those who have learned to hate and curse this silly fool



I am the worm crawling through your head

I am the worm crawling through your head

I am the worm crawling through your head

I am the worm crawling through your head

The Worm /

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