The Worm

Simple girls call for simple measures Simple men are their weak affection Is it me, is it you that is wrong? You‘re on the ground for the worms to chew up Hey, hey, I need a pilly or a molly Or a conversation, maybe something silly, like a story Hey, I know you kinda hate me and stuff So we share a lot, lemme wrap you up I‘m slimy, I love a good beating of the mind I love it when a love is so divine I love it when a love is in a circle, I go for a spin And every stop is another good start, if you will All maggots are affectionate, nobody knows that Nobody cares, bearing it inside isn‘t worth it Nobody cares about us little fuckers, so f*ck us Just take what‘s given and let the cycle be above us Petty worms, petty blondes, petty conversation Petty sex, petty drugs, petty affirmation A belly of a fool is as empty as a soul of a lover Take what‘s given and let the cycle be above us Simple girls call for simple measures Simple men are their weak affection Is it me, is it you that is wrong? You‘re on the ground for the worms to chew up Simple girls call for simple measures Simple men are their weak affection Is it me, is it you that is wrong? You‘re on the ground for the worms to chew up I have many thoughts, many thoughts in my head And nothing makes any sense anywhere Oh, crawling and sticking and falling Maggots are made for this loving Sit yourself down, woman Holster your seat, it‘s a fall, woman Fall for me Fall for the fact anybody really needs you for More than your body I heard all that talking A comedy A grinch and the dame, the hypocrisy Where‘s the democracy? Butcher the fact that we care ‘cause we don‘t The opposite F*ck your French Operas F*ck your consensus, the tears and the dramas F*ck it, go scratch your head, you protagonist Love is a game of a satanist Pick a prince, I‘ll f*ck a princess