I don't have the emotional bandwidth anymore
For a human cold sore, or a dude from the dollar store
Such a tiny man for a 6 foot know it all
Narcissistic to the core, blood thirsty carnivore
Does it bring you pleasure
You're getting off on causing me pain
Rip you out in seconds
But your teeth stay in my veins
Parasite Parasite
Draining me from inside
Evil mind, beady eyed
Psycho and verified
We both know that you can't survive
Without eating me alive
Parasite
You're just a fly on a high horse
Up on a fragile throne
The only language of your choice
Is condescending tones
So let me break it down, we'll go syllable by syllable
Your confidence is loud, but your character is pitiful
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I don't have the emotional bandwidth anymore
For a human cold sore, or a dude from the dollar store
Such a tiny man for a 6 foot know it all
Narcissistic to the core, blood thirsty carnivore
Does it bring you pleasure
You're getting off on causing me pain
Rip you out in seconds
But your teeth stay in my veins
Parasite Parasite
Draining me from inside
Evil mind, beady eyed
Psycho and verified
We both know that you can't survive
Without eating me alive
Parasite
You're just a fly on a high horse
Up on a fragile throne
The only language of your choice
Is condescending tones
So let me break it down, we'll go syllable by syllable
Your confidence is loud, but your character is pitiful
For a human cold sore, or a dude from the dollar store
Such a tiny man for a 6 foot know it all
Narcissistic to the core, blood thirsty carnivore
Does it bring you pleasure
You're getting off on causing me pain
Rip you out in seconds
But your teeth stay in my veins
Parasite Parasite
Draining me from inside
Evil mind, beady eyed
Psycho and verified
We both know that you can't survive
Without eating me alive
Parasite
You're just a fly on a high horse
Up on a fragile throne
The only language of your choice
Is condescending tones
So let me break it down, we'll go syllable by syllable
Your confidence is loud, but your character is pitiful
Writer: ROLF ANTON KRUEGER
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing