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I am the earthworm I live underground I am the earthworm I live in the dark I am the earthworm I live off decay I am the earthworm And no one sees me

Conspiracy is the game That the US likes to play Working, work a thousand ways And still you're only a slave Working for your meals and you're working

There are eyes that cannot see And fingers that cannot touch That's the way of the world There are dreams left empty and blank And legs that have

Ever live a life that's real? Full of zest, but no appeal? Ever want to cry so much... You want to die? Ever feel that you've been had? Had so much

Can't you hear the war cry It's time to enlist The people speak as one The cattle, the crowd Those too afraid to live Demand a sacrifice A sacrifice

boring Maybe not you two the rest of you just standing there Like a fucking bunch of dulls Why don't you try and do something at least Try and kill each other

: "Pas la peine de suivre l'aiguille.", Dit le patron du bar, "Ca n'avance a rien Elle est en retard ! Va jouer aux billes Ca passe le temps et ca fait

my blood) I'm not going to burn in hell I cased the joint And I know it well Maybe my carcass Would feed the worms But I'm working For the other firm

: So you lied to yourself, and you tortured your health. Touch my feelings touch my hand, see the footprint in the sand, flip it over spin it around