[Intro – cold wind, empty street]
Yeah…
If being a worm was tragic before…
This is the sequel where everything goes wrong.
Again.
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[Verse 1 – the fall]
Dropped out the dirt like a soul misplaced,
Crawled in circles ’cause I had no faith.
Sky burning red like it wanted me dead,
Sun whisperin’, “Lay down, worm… rest your head.”
Pavement cracked like a tombstone grin,
Heat rising up like original sin.
I tried to crawl back but my body said no—
Every inch forward felt like letting go.
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[Hook – nuclear sadness]
I’m just a sidewalk worm in a world too cruel,
Too small to fight, too dry to move.
If destiny’s real, then I guess I learned—
Some souls get wings…
and some get burned.
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[Verse 2 – hopeless crawl]
Rain clouds tease but they never spill,
Like mercy’s a thing I’ll never feel.
Feet pass by like forgotten gods,
Shadows stretch long over broken odds.
A kid steps close, but he turns away,
Guess even pity has a price these days.
Body curling in a question mark shape—
Even I don’t know if I’m trying to escape.
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[Pre-Hook – fading]
Wind rolls through like a final breath,
Every gust hinting at a peaceful death.
But worms don’t get heaven, we get heat and stone,
We get baked into dust where the lost go alone.
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[Hook – heavier, sadder]
I’m just a sidewalk worm in a world too cruel,
Too small to fight, too dry to move.
If destiny’s written, then my page just burned—
Some lives grow strong…
and some get returned.
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[Bridge – existential collapse]
Maybe in another life I had a spine,
Maybe in another life I had more time.
Maybe I lived big, maybe I lived loud—
Not this quiet creature dying in a crowd.
But here I am—fate’s smallest joke,
Wishing for rain that never soaked.
Summer sun watching like an executioner’s eye,
Asking softly, “You ready to die?”
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[Final Hook – absolute darkness]
I’m just a sidewalk worm on a world that burns,
A fragile life on a path that turns.
Some hearts get saved…
and some get spurned—
But mine just shrivels
where no one’s concerned.
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[Outro – a single dry leaf blowing past]
If I was born to crawl…
Then let the dust take me home.
Sidewalk worm…
forever unknown.
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