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