i want to throw up but for now i hold back i can t express just how i m feeling it s true you want to grow up but there s a problem with that there s no where to go for someone who s as stunted as you and it s true that i m disgusted with myself as well my tongue can not be tamed it s on a fire straight from hell i eat the dirt you kick up and play the chord that resonates a gentle word i can not find a way to enunciate you make me you make me oh so sick oh so sick you make me yeah i know you make me sick sick sick i get sicker every day yeah still your voice pump your stomach set the garbage free oh i know you don t get drunk you just drink socially your reasons are all invalids they can t stand up and when you talk i hear the brain cells die so keep your mouth shut i didn t wake up to find myself as a bug i ve been one for much longer than i care to recall i m not a junkie lost in interzone or under the rug i just eat the bug powder then i climb up the wall  you make me you make me oh so sick oh so sick you make me yeah i know you make me sick sick sick i get sicker every day yeah you make me you make me oh so sick oh so sick you make me yeah i know you make me sick sick sick sick sick sick sick sick you make me you make me oh so sick oh so sick you make me yeah i know you make me sick sick sick i get sicker every day sick sick sick i get sicker every day