The Worms Are Mad Songtext
von Spooky Basements

Oh
Life′s a gift that we treat like a chore
We hustle throughout daily routines wanting more
We're used to hectic days without resolution
We′re confined in dignity and lack recreation
When keeping pace gets insufferable
We give up on our lives rather generously
Our minds combined could forge great things
It's too bad we use them to commit grim deeds


Do you ever lay awake at night
When feel exhausted, but can't find sleep
You close your eyes to count the sheep
But it seems like you only know how to daydream
You zone out during class or work
And for a second you leave your body
To embark on an imaginative mission
Just an intermission of short relief

Are you having troubled sleep at night?
Are you experiencing infirmity?
Do you ponder your existence?
Have you considered therapy?
During times of lethargy do you ever stopped to think?
Try turning down an unknown street
Maybe a refreshment is all you need