Got a puss pocket waiting for you

got a flesh bubble from huffing too much glue

got a precious pimple loaded with some goo

dont wanna pop it 'cause I'm saving it for you

I'm saving it for you



I got a bleeding ulser pulsating in my brain

growing fast and moving up

like mushrooms after rain



what are you looking at

what the fuck are you looking at?!?!

my fingers are rusty my pockets are gonna bust

its time for it to open up

explosions made of pus

the water bugs are waiting in their armour by the door

armies of those metal monsters

crawling on the floor



repeat first verse

a pain inside the pimple

pulsating in the wind

fleah bubbles gonna bust

exposed too much pain

when pus reaches you and you know it will

your brains will try and you'll wonder why

you know I wondwer still