System Of A Down - Needles Lyrics

Artist: System Of A Down

Album: Toxicity

  • Songwriters: John Dolmayan, Daron Malakian, Shavarsh Odadjian, Serj Tankian

I cannot disguise
All the stomach pains and the walking of the cranes
When you, do come out
And you whisper up to me in your life of tragedy

But I cannot grow
Till you eat the last of me, oh when will I be free?
And you, a parasite
Just find another host, just another fool to roast
'Cause you, my tapeworm tells me what to do
You, my tapeworm tells me where to go

Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey

I cannot deny
All the evil traits and the filling of the crates
When you, do come out
And you slither up to me in your pimpin' majesty

But I cannot grow
Till you eat the last of me, oh when will I be free?
And you are parasite
Just find another host, just another fool to roast
'Cause you, my tapeworm tells me what to do
You, my tapeworm tells me where to go

Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of me

I'm sitting in my room with a needle in my hand
Just waiting for the tomb of some old dying man
I'm sitting in my room with a needle in my hand
Just waiting for the tomb of some old dying man

You, my tapeworm tells me what to do
You, my tapeworm tells me where to go

Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey


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  • Anonymous

    it is very random but is a brilliant song i like da bit it says im sitting my room wid a needle in my hand waiting for the tomb of some old die man