The Worm

You are the gaffer tape that holds my skull together
You are the microchip that tells me what to do
A one way operator stuck with me forever
But as a consequence I'm also stuck with you
Is it mind control? Is it hypnosis?
A neural interface or parasitic symbiosis?
To avoid a fate of mutually assured destruction
I simply blindly follow each of your instructions

Well stone the crows, and holy smokes
A joke's a joke but bones got broke
And no-one knows that you're in here
That little voice inside my ear
The worm who lives inside my head

I do the things you say to do and never question
It's never been my style to stop and wonder why
You're living in me from my brain to my intestine
If you say that I should jump then I will ask how high
But now the worm has turned to something rather violent
And so when I wake up, I pray that you'll be silent
The immovable object of the things that I don't want to do
encounters the irresistible force of the fact that I can't say no to you

Well stone the crows, and holy smokes
A joke's a joke but bones got broke
And no-one knows that you're in here
That little voice inside my ear
The worm Who lives inside my head

Well stone the crows, and holy smokes
A joke's a joke but bones got broke
And no-one knows that you're in here
That little voice inside my ear

The worm who lives inside my head
The worm who lives inside my head
The worm who lives inside my head
The worm who lives inside my head