Sick to my gut
I can't think anymore
I got worms in my pores and two in my skull
Soft in my breath I got coffee breath
And the gum from my shoe is stuck in my hair
Sick in my gut
I might spill all my guts on the floor
Be a doll and help clean up
Well you are the only one
Hey, Hey
Who makes me crawl into the sun
Well pale skin wide eyed acne stung
Hey, Hey
Sick in the garden
I made Lillies look like vomit
And the ashtray is a dog with thirty heads
Swallowed my spit I get hungry quick
And the dirt from my face tastes like sap
Two in my head I like screaming shit
Contradictions to myself in the mirror
Well you are the only one
Hey, Hey
Who makes me crawl into the sun
Well pale skin wide eyed acne stung
Hey, Hey
