Drift all you like
From ocean to ocean
Search the whole world
But drunken confessions
And hijacked affairs
Will just make you more alone
If you come home
I’ll bake you a cake
Made of all their eyes
I wish you could see me
Dressed for the kill
A nasty surprise
You’re my man-o-war
And the worms will come for your
Big boots
So unplug the phones
Stop all the taps
It all comes flooding back
From poisonous cloud
To poisoned dwarf
What a nasty surprise
You’re my man-o-war
And the worms will come for your
Big boots
Yeah the worms will come for you
Big boots
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