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