I had invented a type of guy
That I couldn't hold on to in real life
He made me so made that I
Lost my mind and
Now my kids don't talk to me
Now my wife is leaving me
Cause the brain worms got into my head
And I can't get them out
Pin point's bigger than the fucking sun
I'm grinding my teeth till a quarter to one
I'm too old for this shit, I'm too old for this shit
I used to be a journalist
But now I'm yelling at my therapist
Cause the brain worms got into my head
And I can't get them
Out out let em all out
Cause nobody knows what I've been screaming about
I just sound insane when I try to explain
To the lady on the aeroplane
Trying hard to look away
Cause the brain worms got into my head
And I can't get them out
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