Needles

I'm sitting in my room with a needle in my hand
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of me
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
You, my tapeworm tells me where to go
When you, do come out
I cannot deny
'Cause you, my tapeworm tells me what to do
When you, do come out
You, my tapeworm tells me what to do

And you slither up to me in your pimpin' majesty
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey

Till you eat the last of me, oh when will I be free?

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
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey

Till you eat the last of me, oh when will I be free?
You, my tapeworm tells me where to go

And you are parasite
Just waiting for the tomb of some old dying man
But I cannot grow
Just find another host, just another fool to roast
And you, a parasite
But I cannot grow
All the evil traits and the filling of the crates
Just find another host, just another fool to roast
I'm sitting in my room with a needle in my hand
And you whisper up to me in your life of tragedy
You, my tapeworm tells me where to go
Just waiting for the tomb of some old dying man
'Cause you, my tapeworm tells me what to do
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey