Can Of Worms
Mick Moss
Witnessed the trade right in front of my face
From a soulmate to a little girl playing mindgames
It was a trick of the light, a movement inside
Stop and breathe in as the clock strikes midnight
Time to run home, here comes the slide
Too late this time
You couldn't hide your can of worms
Spat in my eye, played the victim with pride
And yet all the while you were ripping me off and bleeding me dry
And you tried so hard to keep them locked inside
And you tried so hard to keep the lid nailed tight
But they're riggling so fast in your mind
And it's a constant world, so anyone who lays by your side
Well they're gonna wake in worms every time