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Naked Lunch

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I want to throw up, but for now I hold back
I cant express just how Im feeling, its true
You want to grow up, but theres a problem with that
Theres no where to go for someone whos as stunted as you
Its true that Im disgusted with myself as well
My tongue can not be tamed
Its on a fire straight from hell
I eat the dirt you kick up, and flaw 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 you know you make me
Sick, sick, sick I get sicker every day

Still your voice, pump your stomach
Set the garbage free
Oh I know you dont get drunk
You just drink socially
Your reasons are all invalids, they cant stand up
And when you talk I hear the brain cells die
So keep your mouth shut
I didnt wake up to find myself as a bug
Ive been one for much longer than I care to recall
Im 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 you know you make me
Sick, sick, sick I get sicker every day

You make me, you make me oh so sick
Oh so sick
You make me, yeah you know you make me
Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick,

You make me, you make me oh so sick
Oh so sick
You make me, yeah you know you make me
Sick, sick, sick I get sicker every day
Sick, sick, sick I get sicker every day

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