Worm out (Live at La Route Du Rock, Fort De Saint-Père 1994)

Worm out little brother for I know you can
You got bubbles in your mouth
It gets so dark in here that I can't breathe
Your gums are all worn down
Your gums are all worn down

I slept to find dirty water in my mouth where I lay,
My dream hung cold against my skin
In my head I was bagged and I was dead
My hex had chased me down
Nailed my palms into the ground

Worm out

Found myself all naked and alone
I dug to touch my mother's bones
Set in waste, I bore a hole upon my face
My thumbs are all worn down
My thumbs are all worn down