I cannot disguise

All the stomach pains and the walking of the canes

When you do come outAnd you whisper up to me in your life of tragedy

But I cannot grow

′Til you eat the last of me, oh, when will I be free?

And you, a parasite

Just find another host, just another fool to roast, 'cause

You

My tapeworm tells me what to do

You

My tapeworm tells me where to go

Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey

Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey

Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey

Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey

I cannot deny

All the evil traits and the filling of the crates

When you (you), do come out (out)

And you slither up to me, in your pimpin′ majesty

But I cannot grow

'Til you eat the last of me, oh, when will I be free?

And you (you), a parasite (site)

Just find another host, just another stool to post, 'cause

You

My tapeworm tells me what to do

You

My tapeworm tells where to go

Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey

Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey

Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey

Pull the tapeworm out of me

I′m sitting in my room with a needle in my hand

Just waiting for the tomb of some old dying man

Sitting in my room with a needle in my hand

Just waiting for the tomb of some old dying man (oh)

You

My tapeworm tells me what to do

You

My tapeworm tells me where to go

Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey

Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey

Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey

Pull the tapeworm out of your ass

Hey

Hey

Hey

Hey

Fuck me