This is mosquito control I'm on the 

stinging end your tounge is spilling pins 

a vector of the secret disease your voice 

like a rusted plane in a rusted sky your 

beak pierces me in the back of my neck your 

skin erupts my skin into a rash this is 

mosquito control I'm on the stinging end 

I'm on the stinging end 

Mosquito control life under the swatter 

(never turn your back, never close your eyes) 

Pulling wings tight strip to paralyze mosquito 

control breed in stagnant warmth 



Mating of the swarm mating of the filth 

(blodd for breeds dripping poisoned mouths) 

Thin the swarm population controlling stingers 

suck you sry digging needle deep 



Leaving poison itch digging mosquito control 

population control exterminate the swarm on 

wings and needles 



Suck me dry Bleed me dry