I’m gonna shed my skin, deactivate my head 

The skin that I regenerate looks like the skin that I just shed 

I’m better suited being typical 

I keep choking down the cockroaches until I get full 



A centipede! Yeah, a centipede! 

The trunk moves independently of the head 

Cant keep it quiet, no cant keep it quiet 

The lips keep moving when the brain is dead 



Don’t wanna keep it down, I wanna throw it up 

I just can’t keep it to myself, I can’t shut myself up 

Don’t need no honesty, it isn’t half as fun 

I just want to run my mouth 

It makes me feel like I am someone 



A centipede! Yeah, a centipede! 

The trunk moves independently of the head 

Cant keep it quiet, no cant keep it quiet 

The lips keep moving when the brain is dead 



I don’t need to meet the arch bishop 

Don’t need to shake hands in a roman cathedral 

Just drag the garbage up out of my guts 

For I am all things to all people 



A centipede! Yeah, a centipede! 

The trunk moves independently of the head 

Cant keep it quiet, no cant keep it quiet 

The lips keep moving when the brain is dead