Needles - Black Hole Sun

I cannot disguise

All the stomach pains and the walking of the canes

When you, do come out

And you whisper up to me in your life of tragedy

But I cannot grow

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

And you, a parasite

Just find another host, just another fool to roast

'Cause you, my tapeworm tells me what to do

You, my tapeworm tells me where to go

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!

I cannot deny

All the evil traits and the filling of the crates

When you, you, do come out, out

And you slither up to me in your pimpin' majesty

But I cannot grow

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

And you, you, a parasite, site

Just find another host just another stool to post

'Cause you, my tapeworm tells me what to do

You, my tapeworm tells me where to go

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 me… (Out of me…)

I’m sitting in my room with a needle in my hand

Just waiting for the tomb of some old dying man

Sitting in my room with a needle in my hand

Just waiting for the tomb of some old dying man!

You, my tapeworm tells me what to do

You, my tapeworm tells me where to go

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!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Fuck me!