If was a god, I'm sure he would be hated, for making bugs, this hell was created. Sit on a coat, put on a hat, I am infested, it happens like that. I'm I hate 'em, there ain't no maybes, bodylice & crabs, & scabies. You take pick. make me sick. Well, I'll until I bleed, so there'll be for me to pick. It drives me mad as I my body raw, sometimes it feels like sex when I'm scratching 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 lost control, the scabies can't be blamed. Oh yes can! I'll go complain to the 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 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 gone 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) Infest my head, my bed, these bugs won't stop infesting I kill them all dead. there's the eggs, the fucking catch. If I delouse again, in seven days they'll hatch. And at this time, I truly go insane; my nervous shot by the use of the lindane. It is this on my generation tested, this time it's gone too far, my is infested.