If there was a god, I'm he would be hated, for making bugs, hell that was created. Sit on a coat, put on a hat, I am infested, it happens like that. I'm sure I hate 'em, ain't no maybes, bodylice & crabs, & scabies. You your pick. They me sick. Well, I'll scratch I bleed, so be scabs for me to pick. It drives me mad as I my body raw, sometimes it feels like sex I'm scratching with my paws. it feels better, when it gets wetter; lubed up with & blood... but later I'm upsetter. 'Cause of the when the rash becomes inflamed, I simply lost control, the can't be blamed. Oh yes can! I'll go to the drop in center clinic, hook me up some lindane! Oh yes lindane, the for the occasion, lotion gives you cancer with too many applications. (3x) But I must use it. be the tested. This it's gone too far my body is infested.
I am infested, I am infested, this time it's too far, my body is infested. I am infested, be the tested, this time it's too far, my body is infested...
One bug, two bug, bugs, four, these bugs just & eat, soon they'll be hundreds more. (to) my head, infest my bed, these bugs won't stop infesting I kill them all dead. Then the eggs, the fucking catch. If I don't delouse again, in seven they'll hatch. And at this time, I will go insane; my system shot by the use of the lindane. It is this lotion on my tested, this time it's gone too far, my is infested.