Don't push me.
I just balanced.
Too bad you have to.
Too bad you're lonely.
Too bad you need someone to push around.
Don't look at me, man.
I'm not your servant.
I'm just a worm inside your rotten head.
Please, please! I beg you! Fade, fade away to dust.
We're dust, and death just sets it all straight and gives us purpose.
It scares me shitless every waking day.
Too bad you're so small, too bad you're pointless.
Can't let the turkeys get me down.
Writer(s): Jack Conte
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