Josh Pyke - Diet of worms

^GThe nights, they drug you in the winter ^GThe devil that I know is inside Never sleeps like a dead thing ^Emgone

My eyes are always opened ^Dwide Like fog on the win^Cdows You're s^D9leeping like val^Cium ^CAnd if you ever c^D9hange your m^Cind ^CIf you ^D9ever ^Cchange your ^Dmin^Gd

^D9The world was raised on a diet of wo^Crms ^D9But we're not the centre of anything We're just spinning like ^Ctops on a table

^GI know we aren't at the centre of anything ^GCircling, dark, cold Arrogant to think of us ^Emas Anything but a happy coinci^Ddence The dogs at the break of d^Cawn Your ^D9boots on the bedroom f^Cloor And ^D9if you ever change your m^Cind ^CIf you ^D9ever ^Cchange your ^Dmin^Gd

^D9The world was raised on a diet of ^Cworms ^D9But we're not the centre of anything We're just spinning like ^Ctops on a table ^D9But doesn't that make it more of a miracle That I ever ^Cfound you at all And ^Cif you ^D9ever ^Cchange your ^Dmin^Gd

^D9The world was raised on a diet of ^Cworms ^D9But we're not the centre of anything We're just spinning like ^Ctops on a table ^D9But we've been raised on a diet of ^Cworms So ^D9doesn't that make it more of a miracle That I ever ^Cfound you at all And ^Cif you ^D9ever ^Cchange your ^Dmin^Gd