Our pain is real
But you don't feel
We're decomposing
You have it all
We are the spirits
of the forgotten
You did not feed us
you left us rotting
Sun is shining every day
Corn is shrinking anyway
There is one thing we all know
Life needs more than sun to grow
You better run cause they ain't gonna leave you alive
They've got it all, but they don't even care if you die
They left nothing for us
They left nothing at all
(Beneath the doormat, that's where we lie)
(Like micro termites, that's how we'll die)
(Beneath the doormat, that's where we lie)
(Like micro termites, that's how we'll die)