The parasites are excited when you're dead Eyes bulging, entering your head And, all your thoughts, yeah, they rot God and Satan they gamble when you're dead Beams of light, one's Sprite, the other's bourbon instead And all your thoughts, yeah, they rot It was hot and time was stickin' to my skin We're all the punch line to the joke that they won't let us in on And all your thoughts, yeah, they rot
The parasites are excited when you're dead Eyes bulging, entering your head And, all your thoughts, yeah, they rot God and Satan they gamble when you're dead Beams of light, one's Sprite, the other's bourbon instead And all your thoughts, yeah, they rot It was hot and time was stickin' to my skin We're all the punch line to the joke that they won't let us in on And all your thoughts, yeah, they rot