Free from all disease But still so unclean Despite our hunger We don't need to eat In metallic shells we live In metallic shells we meet Devouring our books and glue Shed and eat old skin to become the new Do you want this dance? Back and forth and trembling If I run away, do you think you would Chase after me? Leave silver shells behind And swim on land and shine Will you be my pest? After I'm gone you'll get your wish I am just one of billions Gleaming in an endless brilliance I am just one small silverfish |
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