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