There's no competition between us Failed attempts are pathetic, pretentious The truth feeds and fuels your anger You've been built by cosmetic credit It's in the past and you can't forget it Left with your false achievements But you try so hard to fight your future An open wound that can't be sutured again And letting down yourself and others That live with you in a sickening world of pretend Like a snake in a field of dead grass you slither away Like a worm that makes me squirm just go and slithеr away Tail between your legs, slither away Evеry single person you have known Wasted their time just to find that you're worth Leaving all alone How far can you take deflation Leeching off my own creations again? It's time to fake that phony charm And find someone to briefly call a friend Like a snake in a field of dead grass you slither away Like a worm that makes me squirm just go and slither away Slither away Like a snake in a field of dead grass you slither away Tail between your legs, slither away