Woke up when something was resting
Clicking under my crown
This little roach has been nesting
He just won't quit with the sound
So shut up,
I took the blood from the back of your brain
Your not here,
I plunge through plasma until it drives you insane
Get dead,
I drain the dopamine inflicting your pain
But I fed,
I got an appetite, the roach in your head
Came to and he began crawling
Pitter patter in my skin
This little roach has been gnawing
And I let maggots seep in
So shut up,
He took the blood from the back of my brain
He's here,
He dove through derma drove his baby insane
Get dead,
The parasite is feeling itchy to touch
But I fed,
And I'll bow down to the roach in my head