You don't know how it feels to be Me   To be sitting on the edge dangling my feet   Wondering if god would give his angels charge   If I was feeling small   If my mind was growing large      I am the worm crawling through your head   I am the worm crawling through your head      You don't know how it feels to be Me   Having all these faces looking in to see   Their eyes are white lit just like a torch   To burn my soul which is thin and which is worn      I am the worm crawling through your head   I am the worm crawling through your head   I am the worm crawling through your head    I am the worm crawling through your head      Take my life   Take my life   Take my life   Before I taken it myself      You don't know how it feels to be me   To be a poet nailed to this tree   Where are my accusers those who ridicule   Those who have learned to hate and curse this silly fool      I am the worm crawling through your head   I am the worm crawling through your head   I am the worm crawling through your head   I am the worm crawling through your head