Insecthead

(Oh, God)
 My stomach's on backwards
 And my blood's turned to powder
 Can you help me out? (Oh, God)
 My skull is changing shape
 And when I look in the mirror
 All I see is an insecthead (Oh, God)
 They're in the ceiling tiles
 This whole god damned place is bugged
 Gonna find these motherfuckers (Oh, God)
 I'm outside your front door
 And if your shit is unlocked
 I'm gonna come inside, come inside
 I want your blood on my teeth
 Your dirt on my face
 Smear all the walls with your best pose yet
 I want your blood on my teeth
 Your dirt on my face
 Smear all the walls with your best pose yet
 I think I'm gonna
 Fuck my way out of this mess
 Fuck my way out of this mess
 Fuck my way out of this mess
 Can you help me?
 Can you help me?
 Fuck my way out of this mess
 Fuck my way out of this mess
 Fuck my way out of this mess
 Can you help me?
 Can you help me out?...
 (Oh, God)
 I'm running through the forest
 With your skin in the wind
 Like the flags on Independence Day (Oh, God)
 It's getting darker and deeper
 The only light that guides me
 Are the flashbacks of you on your knees (Oh, God)
 When are you gonna put a bullet in my head?
 I know they all can't wait
 To have my head on a silver plate (Oh, God)
 Can't you see that I'm laughing?
 This life is one sick joke
 And we all hang from the highest branches
 Blood on my teeth
 Your dirt on my face
 Smear all the walls with your best pose yet
 I want your blood on my teeth
 Your dirt on my face
 Smear all the walls with your best pose yet
 I think I'm gonna
 Fuck my way out of this mess
 Fuck my way out of this mess
 Fuck my way out of this mess
 Can you help me?
 Can you help me?
 Fuck my way out of this mess
 Fuck my way out of this mess
 Fuck my way out of this mess
 Can you help me?
 Can you help me out?...