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Im gonna shed my skin, deactivate my head
The skin that I regenerate looks like the skin that I just shed
Im better suited being typical
I keep choking down the c*ckroaches until I get full
A centipede! Yeah, a centipede!
The trunk moves independently of the head
Cant keep it quiet, no cant keep it quiet
The lips keep moving when the brain is dead
Dont wanna keep it down, I wanna throw it up
I just cant keep it to myself, I cant shut myself up
Dont need no honesty, it isnt half as fun
I just want to run my mouth
It makes me feel like I am someone
A centipede! Yeah, a centipede!
The trunk moves independently of the head
Cant keep it quiet, no cant keep it quiet
The lips keep moving when the brain is dead
I dont need to meet the arch bishop
Dont need to shake hands in a roman cathedral
Just drag the garbage up out of my guts
For I am all things to all people
A centipede! Yeah, a centipede!
The trunk moves independently of the head
Cant keep it quiet, no cant keep it quiet
The lips keep moving when the brain is dead