Parasites - Ugly Casanova

The parasites are excited when you’re dead

Eyes bulging, entering your head

And all your thoughts, yeah

They rot

God and Satan, they gamble when you’re dead

Beams of light, one’s sprite

The other’s bourbon instead

And all your thoughts, yeah

They rot

It was hot and time was sticking to my skin

We’re all the punchline

To a joke that they won’t let us in on

And all your thoughts, yeah

They rot

The parasites are excited when you’re dead

Eyes bulging, entering your head

And all your thoughts, yeah

They rot

God and Satan, they gamble when you’re dead

Beams of light, one’s sprite

The other’s bourbon instead

And all your thoughts, yeah

They rot

It was hot and time was sticking to my skin

We’re all the punchline

To a joke that they won’t let us in on

And all your thoughts, yeah

They rot