gut

Sick to my gut I can't think anymore I got worms in my pores and two in my skull Soft in my breath I got coffee breath And the gum from my shoe is stuck in my hair Sick in my gut I might spill all my guts on the floor Be a doll and help clean up Well you are the only one Hey, Hey Who makes me crawl into the sun Well pale skin wide eyed acne stung Hey, Hey Sick in the garden I made Lillies look like vomit And the ashtray is a dog with thirty heads Swallowed my spit I get hungry quick And the dirt from my face tastes like sap Two in my head I like screaming shit Contradictions to myself in the mirror Well you are the only one Hey, Hey Who makes me crawl into the sun Well pale skin wide eyed acne stung Hey, Hey