Tekster: Serial Joe. Face Down. Centipede.

Ya keep on losing your mind
I'm afraid I can't say the same
Complicated reasons are why.
I'm not the one who is left to blame.
Your constant crap is what I'm left to use
Can't take this kind of senseless abuse
You're left with nothing left to say
Co-ordinations not the only simple way.
[CHORUS:]

Squirm, squirm
Go home and don't come back

Look at you, you dirty mindless wreck
Worthless as a minor tiny insect.
Crush your body, you're a centipede
Your mixed up ya, so reach inside and bleed.
Surely you won't mess with me
I'm telling you this ain't hostility
Confused your judgement, it's insanity
Your jaded by your own immunity.

[CHORUS:]

Squirm, squirm
Go home and don't come back
Confused your judgement, it's insanity
You're jaded by your own immunity.