Parasite

Beam me up, softboi With your lines about Freud and Jung Standing in the corner of the party Laughing at that meme "They don't know I'm a bug" Have you even fucking lived yet? Standing at the back of the room never having any fun Paraphrasing nasty women And then forgotten all the context 'Cause you never finish them You're itching You can really feel it in your blood Skin crawling Every single time you see his name pop up He's wretched Kitchen full of glasses Stolen from a two mile radius Pint glasses And a drawer full of out of date Valium The prince of East London But he lives with his parents out in Islington Ain't got a car, he's got a skateboard Proud owner of a DUI at age 19 You're itching You can really feel it in your blood Skin crawling Every single time you see his name pop up He's wretched You can really feel it in his love Heart breaking Every single time it never feels enough He's a parasite But he thinks he's a comedian You won't be laughing in the morning When you're trying to find a clinic with a free appointment Better safe than sorry, girl Too little, too late and now you've been burned But at least you ain't pregnant He's a parasite in a parasitic world He's a parasite He's a parasite He's a parasite The boy's a parasite You're itching You can really feel it in your blood Skin crawling Every single time you see his name pop up He's wretched You can really feel it in his love Heart breaking Every single time it never feels enough He's a parasite Parasite for bad blood Parasite He's a parasite for bad blood