Worms

This is not what you where looking for
But it surely is what you’ll need
Don’t compliment me on anything
Out of my way
Go shut you’re whimpering mouth

No issues with talking the talk
Know my words well and my mouth is moving steady
Promise me that you will believe me
'Cause I don’t know if I'm speaking the truth

This is my way
Ask me later
Temporary
Cemetery

I liked you better when you were sober
Your days are counted and the blurry nights are over
Overstimulated simulation
Manipulated salvation