I want to throw up, but for now I hold back 

I can’t express just how I’m feeling, its true 

You want to grow up, but there’s a problem with that 

There’s no where to go for someone who’s as stunted as you 

Its true that I’m disgusted with myself as well 

My tongue can not be tamed 

It’s on a fire straight from hell 

I eat the dirt you kick up, and flaw the chord that resonates 

A gentle word I can not find a way to enunciate 



You make me, you make me oh so sick 

Oh so sick 

You make me, yeah you know you make me 

Sick, sick, sick I get sicker every day 



Still your voice, pump your stomach 

Set the garbage free 

Oh I know you don’t get drunk 

You just drink socially 

Your reasons are all invalids, they can’t stand up 

And when you talk I hear the brain cells die 

So keep your mouth shut 

I didn’t wake up to find myself as a bug 

I’ve been one for much longer than I care to recall 

I’m not a junkie lost in interzone or under the rug 

I just eat the bug powder then I climb up the wall 



You make me, you make me oh so sick 

Oh so sick 

You make me, yeah you know you make me 

Sick, sick, sick I get sicker every day 



You make me, you make me oh so sick 

Oh so sick 

You make me, yeah you know you make me 

Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, 



You make me, you make me oh so sick 

Oh so sick 

You make me, yeah you know you make me 

Sick, sick, sick I get sicker every day 

Sick, sick, sick I get sicker every day