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This story is talking about a beautiful little worm
Drowning, sobbing for an opportunity
For a chance to be the spawn of a fly
His body drying up slowly
Ripening in the water of a burning sun
Until red raps of the hollow
He'll be looked like a dead shadow
We need a way to grow up
We need a way to grow up
We need a way to grow up
We need a way to grow up
We need a way to grow up
We need a way to grow up
We need a way to grow up
We need a way to grow up
And take the revenge
Cut my way to live
Cut my way to go
Cut my way to rise to life
Cut my way, my way
Everybody is a worm
So silly, shallow and hollow
Genius is the only thing
That the rest talk about
The worms are alone
So little dark shadows
A projection from the past
We know it
So tough
His heart
Like a bomb
With poison
Well dressed
Ruminate pain
And his corpse
Is flesh
We need a way to grow up
We need a way to grow up
We need a way to grow up
We need a way to grow up
We need a way to grow up
We need a way to grow up
We need a way to grow up
We need a way to grow up
And take the revenge
Cut my way to live
Cut my way to go
Cut my way to rise to life
Cut my way, my way
I will smooth your skin
Like an ancient should grow
Then start it to grow up
Death by
Death by
Death by
Death by
Death by
Death by
Death by
Death by
Take off the mask
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