Needles

I cannot disguise All the stomach pains and the walking of the canes When you do come out And you whisper up to me in your life of tragedy But I cannot grow 'Til 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 (you), do come out (out) And you slither up to me, in your pimpin' majesty But I cannot grow 'Til you eat the last of me, oh, when will I be free? And you (you), a parasite (site) Just find another host, just another stool to post, 'cause You My tapeworm tells me what to do You My tapeworm tells 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 Sitting in my room with a needle in my hand Just waiting for the tomb of some old dying man (oh) 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 Fuck me