My heart's a bleeding cockroach
My brain's a bowl of worms
My leg's strapped to the ceiling
My thoughts are melting firm
We were leaving, we don't wanna hurt 'em
But why's it so hard to get the garbage man?
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My toes reek constipated
My hand's a skillful mess
My ear tapped to the ceiling
Your face could use a bag