If was a God, Im sure he be hated. For bugs, in this hell he has created. Get on a coat, put on a hat, I am It happens like that.
Im sure I 'em There no maybes, Bodylice, and crabs, Headlice, and scabies. You your pick, make me sick, While I scratch until I Soon be scabs for me to pick.
It me mad, As I scratch my raw. Sometimes it like sex Im scratching with my paws..
Sometimes it better When it wetter up with puss and blood But later, Im upsetter.
of pain, The rash inflamed, I simply control.. The scabies be blamed..
Oh yes, can! go complain, To the Centre clinic, 'Hook me up with Lindane!'
Oh yes, The for the occasion, This lotion you cancer too many applications. [x3]
But I use it. be the tested. This time, gone too far. My is infested!
I am infested! I am infested! This time it's too far, My is infested!
I am infested! be the tested! This time gone too far, My is infested!
One bug, two bug, bug, four. These just FUCK AND EAT Soon be hundreds more (To) my head, my bed, These won't stop infesting 'Til I 'em all, dead!
Then, there's the fucking hatch! If I dont again, In seven days, hatch!
And at time, I truely go insane My system shot By the use of the
It is lotion, On my tested, time it's gone too far My is INFESTED!
It is lotion, On my tested, time it's gone too far My is INFESTED!
I am infested! I am infested! This time it's too far, My is infested!
I am infested! I am infested! This it's gone too far, My is infested!
time it's gone too far, My is infested!