The house keeps getting emptier as another one is gone I can't deny my bitterness I have no soul left to write a songI am trouble, I cause it to myself but I am to blame for, me nobody elseWe all live to die and rot, being dinner for a bunch of worms One day the soil will have all of us and there will be nowhere to goGlad to have you all here surviving with me through this storm you see, the world ripped off my eyes and thrown me to the wolvesBut we all live to die and rot being dinner for a bunch of worms one day the soil will have all of us and there will be nowhere to goI can't find what's worth in having to be stuck in your tracks so I won't follow by your rules because your rules were made by and for fools For I've been in hell all along anyway I've tried to fit, but now I've torched the place I sniped the owner a mile away I'm only allowed here, so here I will stayI found my place when I lost my wayBut we all live to die and rot being dinner for a bunch of worms one day the soil will have all of us and where'll you still be said to go? Yet we pray, we obey, we all hope to retry there'll be a spare life they say But when the soil has all of us where'll be the life you paid for with this one?
