Deep Sea Symphony

[Verse] Bass drops, beats collide, we dive Into the depths where creatures thrive But tonight, we shine the spotlight On marine worms, living in plastic, alright [Verse 2] They twist and turn, in their tiny world Unfazed by plastic, they unfurl Survivors, adapting to their environment In this dish, their home, they find contentment [Chorus] In the depths of the plastic sea These worms dance, a symphony Their rhythm, their melody so grand They create magic in this wasteland (Verse 1) In a world of plastic, they make their home, Tiny little worms, no need to roam. Boxes and containers, their cozy abode, Happily nestled, along the plastic road. (Chorus) Living in plastic, they're feeling fine, Worms in boxes, it's their kind of shrine. They wiggle and squirm, with pure delight, In their plastic paradise, they find their light. (Verse 2) No need for soil or earthy ground, Plastic is where their joy is found. They munch on scraps, with glee in their eyes, In their plastic world, they're king-size. (Chorus) Living in plastic, they're feeling fine, Worms in boxes, it's their kind of shrine. They wiggle and squirm, with pure delight, In their plastic paradise, they find their light. (Bridge) While others may wonder, why they're content, In their plastic haven, they're truly meant. For in simplicity, they find their bliss, In their plastic kingdom, nothing amiss. (Outro) They twist and turn, in their tiny world Unfazed by plastic, they unfurl Survivors, adapting to their environment In this dish, their home, they find contentment (Verse 2) No need for worry, no need to fear, In their plastic haven, they persevere. They feast on scraps, a banquet divine, In their plastic kingdom, they always shine. (Chorus) Living in plastic, they're feeling fine, Worms in boxes, it's their kind of shrine. They wiggle and squirm, with pure delight, In their plastic paradise, they find their light. (Bridge) While others may ponder, their simple joy, In their plastic realm, they're not coy. For in the midst of chaos, they find their peace, In their plastic sanctuary, worries cease. (Outro) They twist and turn, in their tiny world, Unfazed by plastic, their flag unfurled. In the humble confines of their abode, These worms find happiness, in plastic bestowed. [Verse 2] They twist and turn, in their tiny world Unfazed by plastic, they unfurl Survivors, adapting to their environment In this dish, their home, they find contentment [instrumental] [Outro] Living in plastic, they're feeling fine, Worms in boxes, it's their kind of shrine. They wiggle and squirm, with pure delight, In their plastic paradise, they find their light.