I'll reduce you to a fly and pull out your wings
You saturate my mind with such ugly things
I stoop to rung zero of your insect existence
If you had to use your fucking mind you wouldn't go the distance

Parasites
Oxygen thieves

You just paint by numbers

You waste my money
You waste my time
You contaminate my brain with alien slime
Now I have to lock myself up 'cause you're sniffing at the gate
The nightmare continues while I reinvent my fate