Текст, перевод и аккорды “Slow Worm”
- Theres a worm in your head, Squirming over on me. Leaves a paper thin scab And youre laughing. Its too crowded With the skull cap on. (? ) When youre amplified. And everybodys tired of the noise that you make, And everybodys tired of the voice youre faking. Nobodys counting, cause everybodys fine. And everybodys whistling because everybodys blind. Theres a page of your face from the xerox machine. Gray matter, bending, blending. Makes me sleepy when you cant define How far youre trailing behind. Youre always sedated. Youre simplified. Picking off the scabs From the skin of your lies. And nobodys counting, cause everybodys fine. And everybodys buying it cause everybodyd blind.
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