Song | Earthworm |
Artist | Flipper |
Album | Sex Bomb Baby! |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
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 | |
EverThe forces of dynasty are laughed at in the street | |
Our teachers hide behind their lies | |
But we´ve got the vision to see | |
You waste your time running from one book to the next | |
And when you stand in front of the mirror | |
I might get some rest | |
The chief looks back into the dark | |
And no one cares to follow | |
Lovers wait behind the phones | |
Praying there´s no mistakes | |
The city is made of concrete and stone | |
But we hide in the cracks | |
And the insects crawl through the dark | |
Knowing nothing, nothing sees them |
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 | |
EverThe forces of dynasty are laughed at in the street | |
Our teachers hide behind their lies | |
But we ve got the vision to see | |
You waste your time running from one book to the next | |
And when you stand in front of the mirror | |
I might get some rest | |
The chief looks back into the dark | |
And no one cares to follow | |
Lovers wait behind the phones | |
Praying there s no mistakes | |
The city is made of concrete and stone | |
But we hide in the cracks | |
And the insects crawl through the dark | |
Knowing nothing, nothing sees them |
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 | |
EverThe forces of dynasty are laughed at in the street | |
Our teachers hide behind their lies | |
But we ve got the vision to see | |
You waste your time running from one book to the next | |
And when you stand in front of the mirror | |
I might get some rest | |
The chief looks back into the dark | |
And no one cares to follow | |
Lovers wait behind the phones | |
Praying there s no mistakes | |
The city is made of concrete and stone | |
But we hide in the cracks | |
And the insects crawl through the dark | |
Knowing nothing, nothing sees them |