Act IV - Book On Tape Worm

As I hold death in this twisted embrace They whisper in my ear secrets My shadow will walk on this world And will further exist like a fire burning in your mind The darkness for you now But I have one last thing to say to you

Why does this matter so much to me? Sometimes I wish I didn't matter to anybody And sometimes I forget I do You're winning now, good for you It sucks for me (for me) Flutter like a bat into hell, I'm coming home They all said, "Put that thing back where it belongs" Jokes on you I don't belong anywhere, I am worm food Oh-oh, jokes on you I don't belong anywhere, I am worm food My heart's not treating me well I'm losing track of all the reasons I had for fighting back And I'm scared I don't belong anywhere Oh-oh, jokes on you I don't belong anywhere, I am worm food Oh-oh, jokes on you I don't belong anywhere, I am worm food Oh-oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Why does this matter so much to me? (Jokes on you, I don't belong anywhere) Sometimes I wish I didn't belong to anybody (I am worm food) Sometimes I forget I do (jokes on you, I don't belong anywhere) You're winning now, good for you (I am worm food)

Break the skin Go in slow Twist the blade Gaping hole Turn you inside out and roll Turn you inside out and roll Swore on god But he's dead You're a lying piece of shit Watch what happens when you flinch Watch what happens when you flinch Throw him in the back of the trunk Drive this bitch straight off Mulholland ya Now he belongs to the worms Crushed by the table as it turns I would kill a man For the chance to kill a man Dump his guts out like a blunt Then roll him up and smoke the skin Break the skin Go in slow Twist the blade Gaping hole Break the skin Go in slow Twist the blade Gaping hole Turn you inside out and roll Turn you inside out and roll Swore on god But he's dead You're a lying piece of shit Watch what happens when you flinch Watch what happens when you flinch I'ma break your gaze Like a laser through your brain I'm sick of being on display Carve my name into your I would kill a man For the chance to kill a man Gut him out and wear his skin They'd never fuck with me again They'd never