There's a worm in your head,
Squirming over on me.
Leaves a paper thin scab
And you're laughing.
It's too crowded
With the skull cap on. (?)
When you're amplified.
And everybody's tired of the noise that you make,
And everybody's tired of the voice you're faking.
Nobody's counting, cause everybody's fine.
And everybody's whistling because everybody's blind.
There's a page of your face from the xerox machine.
Gray matter, bending, blending.
Makes me sleepy when you can't define
How far you're trailing behind.
You're always sedated.
You're simplified.
Picking off the scabs
From the skin of your lies.
And nobody's counting, cause everybody's fine.
And everybody's buying it cause everybody'd blind.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:34.41]There's a worm in your head,
[00:37.65]Squirming over on me.
[00:38.13]Leaves a paper thin scab
[00:39.93]And you're laughing.
[00:43.89]It's too crowded
[00:44.22]With the skull cap on. (?)
[00:44.85]When you're amplified.
[00:49.38]And everybody's tired of the noise that you make,
[00:53.55]And everybody's tired of the voice you're faking.
[00:58.23]Nobody's counting, cause everybody's fine.
[01:01.53]And everybody's whistling because everybody's blind.
[01:23.55]There's a page of your face from the xerox machine.
[01:26.34]Gray matter, bending, blending.
[01:31.29]Makes me sleepy when you can't define
[01:34.50]How far you're trailing behind.
[01:36.06]You're always sedated.
[01:36.96]You're simplified.
[01:41.16]Picking off the scabs
[01:42.69]From the skin of your lies.
[01:44.70]And nobody's counting, cause everybody's fine.
[01:48.84]And everybody's buying it cause everybody'd blind.
📝 纯歌词版本
There's a worm in your head,
Squirming over on me.
Leaves a paper thin scab
And you're laughing.
It's too crowded
With the skull cap on. (?)
When you're amplified.
And everybody's tired of the noise that you make,
And everybody's tired of the voice you're faking.
Nobody's counting, cause everybody's fine.
And everybody's whistling because everybody's blind.
There's a page of your face from the xerox machine.
Gray matter, bending, blending.
Makes me sleepy when you can't define
How far you're trailing behind.
You're always sedated.
You're simplified.
Picking off the scabs
From the skin of your lies.
And nobody's counting, cause everybody's fine.
And everybody's buying it cause everybody'd blind.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:34.41]There's a worm in your head,
[00:37.65]Squirming over on me.
[00:38.13]Leaves a paper thin scab
[00:39.93]And you're laughing.
[00:43.89]It's too crowded
[00:44.22]With the skull cap on. (?)
[00:44.85]When you're amplified.
[00:49.38]And everybody's tired of the noise that you make,
[00:53.55]And everybody's tired of the voice you're faking.
[00:58.23]Nobody's counting, cause everybody's fine.
[01:01.53]And everybody's whistling because everybody's blind.
[01:23.55]There's a page of your face from the xerox machine.
[01:26.34]Gray matter, bending, blending.
[01:31.29]Makes me sleepy when you can't define
[01:34.50]How far you're trailing behind.
[01:36.06]You're always sedated.
[01:36.96]You're simplified.
[01:41.16]Picking off the scabs
[01:42.69]From the skin of your lies.
[01:44.70]And nobody's counting, cause everybody's fine.
[01:48.84]And everybody's buying it cause everybody'd blind.
Crawl off the faces
With my nonsense
And clog your ears with ashes
And boiled the sound to dry
It's not your fault you're not my hero
It's not your fa...
Bit my lip
And it's the same thing
Now I'm reduced to a pulp
Your undisturbed and decorated
Decorations lie
You're hounded by pulse
And your brain fit...
What do you ****ing care for me?
I'm black and blue and bruised all the ****ing time
Why should I ****ing care for you?
I've been with you in the morn...
Under the stairs, behind the neon lamp, the chaps are thinking.
She does not care to sit and stare, her blood eyes blinking.
She works forever, each...
You can go out and destroy,
You can blame on your hat,
The faults in your head.
The more you pass through my pores
The worse it gets.
At or in,
What p...
I've been so down lately
You've been so low lately
Nothing seems to work out for you and me
For you and me
I've been so down lately
You've been so l...
You've got it all wrong
You can't get it right
Why don't you come down
From off my back
And won't you get yourself a job somewhere away from me?
Cause...
On a short part,
Of the long march home
With the trail that swells (?)
There's no breath,
There's no ventilation.
Cause there's too much traffic,
Tele...