You Don't Know How It Feels To Be Me

To Be Sitting On The Edge Dangling My Feet

Wondering If God Would Give His Angels Charge

If I Was Feeling Small

If My Mind Was Growing Large



I Am The Worm Crawling Through Your Head

I Am The Worm Crawling Through Your Head



You Don't Know How It Feels To Be Me

Having All These Faces Looking In To See

Their Eyes Are White Lit Just Like A Torch

To Burn My Soul Which Is Thin And Which Is Worn



I Am The Worm Crawling Through Your Head

I Am The Worm Crawling Through Your Head

I Am The Worm Crawling Through Your Head

I Am The Worm Crawling Through Your Head



Take My Life

Take My Life

Take My Life

Before I Taken It Myself



You Don't Know How It Feels To Be Me

To Be A Poet Nailed To This Tree

Where Are My Accusers Those Who Ridicule

Those Who Have Learned To Hate And Curse This Silly Fool



I Am The Worm Crawling Through Your Head

I Am The Worm Crawling Through Your Head

I Am The Worm Crawling Through Your Head

I Am The Worm Crawling Through Your Head