Lyrics:
is waiting for the tide
Ah, just waiting
You know everything comes to a standstill
Nothing seems to make a turn
'Cause the worm's still waiting
here behind my wall
Waiting for the worms to come
In perfect isolation here behind my wall
Waiting for the worms to come
We're waiting to succeed
here behind my wall
Waiting for the worms to come
In perfect isolation here behind my wall
Waiting for the worms to come
We're waiting to succeed
the countryboy
to lay all his money down.
You know everything comes to a stand still.
Nothing seems to make a turn.
Worm must be waiting for the early bird.
I
Well
I've been locked up in this cell for too damn long and I think I'm going to Hell
I'm just as well lying in this coffin waiting for the worms
buried six feet under, rotting
Waiting for the worms
Baby, baby
I won't let you forget it
I know that you regret it
Do you mourn?
I remember every night I
boy, the corrupted clown
The grotesque figure who never comes into town
Something broken, something stained
Something waiting for the worms
boy, the corrupted clown
The grotesque figure who never comes into town
Something broken, something stained
Something waiting for the worms to claim
a pimp
Lost his soul completely as the snake eyes rolled in
And i can hear them below a few feet of mud
Playing for my skeleton
Waiting for the worms
boy, the corrupted clown
The grotesque figure who never comes into town
Something broken, something stained
Something waiting for the worms
In the name of their God
They wage war on what they confirm
Will corrupt your purity
Think you know the way of the world
But we're all waiting for
This is the song we bring
Waiting for the rain
There a new begin
Waiting for the worms
This is come and gone
Yeah this is how you mourn
Live your life
allowed to dream?
What does your heart beat for
When you're not allowed to love?
A life consisting of waiting for the worms to come
Every day a little
for dead flesh, rot
I’m just waiting for the worms when i feel the infection surge
Not even decay and decomposition is enough to stop my urge
Rotten
of life
A cold heart waiting for the worms
No need to question you were not the one
I hope to see you dead and done
Can't remember how I used to love
I
six feet under for another few hours
Be in my mind
Until in a week, I will be blind
Waiting for the worms to take my pride
Before my next opportunity
get you back here some time.
(Chorus)
It's so frustrating... Being alive, unawakened.
Waiting for the worms to come and tear me limb from limb.
Searching for death, but bodies need rest
Body
Under the soil now waiting for worms
All that I feared is all that I've learned
All that I know is all
dirt
knuckles dripping blood
pummeling the lid and crying out in vain
but there’s no one to hear me but the wind the wind the wind
I’m just waiting for
words
And laid here rotting away
I've sewn my eyes shut
Waiting for the worm to turn
As the clouds rest in the dirt
With the ashes of angels wings
Let
and rally
The Feudal Land Laws should be abolished
What are you waiting for? it's 1844!
The worm has begun to turn
I saw those Calicos scorn and spurn
Searching for death, but bodies need rest
Body
Under the soil now waiting for worms
All that I feared is all that I've learned
All that I know is all
retirements
Good luck with your avocations
Waiting for the lone worms to come
Rising through the ceiling's walls
We're just mistaken
For every infatuation
It
I look a lot like a lizard, but a reptile I am not.
My skin is moist and smooth with little yellow spots.
Under a log you’ll find me waiting for
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