I cannot disguise
All the stomach pains and the walking of the cranes
When you, do come out
And you whisper up to me in your life of tragedy
But I cannot grow
Till you eat the last of me, oh when will I be free?
And you, a parasite
Just find another host, just another fool to roast
'Cause you, my tapeworm tells me what to do
You, my tapeworm tells me where to go
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
I cannot deny
All the evil traits and the filling of the crates
When you, do come out
And you slither up to me in your pimpin' majesty
But I cannot grow
Till you eat the last of me, oh when will I be free?
And you are parasite
Just find another host, just another fool to roast
'Cause you, my tapeworm tells me what to do
You, my tapeworm tells me where to go
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of me
I'm sitting in my room with a needle in my hand
Just waiting for the tomb of some old dying man
I'm sitting in my room with a needle in my hand
Just waiting for the tomb of some old dying man
You, my tapeworm tells me what to do
You, my tapeworm tells me where to go
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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