To see the smiles on your dirty little mouths while you're crawling all over me - an army of bugs I try to kill you all away but someone always remains to remind me that I cannot win this wretched fucking game it's back again - when will this end it's something you can't comprehend when every dream is a disease man you don't know just how it feels to see the smiles on your dirty little faces each time you take a piece of me I'm out of fairy tales so I can't sleep and all your promises were easier to give than to keep I've broken all of my nails just crawling out of the hole I'm on a roll - I'm coming back for every fucking piece you stole