No matter although indeed i'll unravel and travel, and twist, and drown in babble i'll light a lantern in my skull if you'll curl up in my skeletal shadows the architecture is uncertain sometimes just a weird mcript needing 10,000 revisions under some diety's guidance there are no...

When you think about the one you love you cry, you cry would it kill me to feel it too? It might, oh it might a million people have felt this pain before, before, before but when i think about the ones who want more my bones get sore 'cause i'm one of them satisfaction, satisfaction...

I'm just a worm, i twist and i squirm and i sleep soundly in your deepest, darkest mud sliding through the grass not moving too fast feeling fine even though there's not much sunshine around here i'm just a worm, i twist and i squirm and i sleep soundly in your deepest, darkest...