rot

Is everybody else this bored? All the fucking time Is everybody else this scared? Of the whole damn world If you hear this please respond, if your brain is rotten like mine I breathe things into my lungs, make some tea out of mushrooms Find myself knelt on the floor, begging Bowie please don't go I just want to be a worm, fill my belly up with the dirt Do you think worms are happy? Down there in the soil No arms to hold each other, but no brains to rot Call the worm neurologist, I have some questions Would you still love me? Would you still love me? Would you still love me? Would you still love me?