Lyrics: Lily Fontaine
Music: Douglas Frost/Lewis Whiting/Lily Fontaine/Nicholas Eden
I can't escape you, try as I might
'Cause I made a home in you, I'm a parasite
So when you're feeling weak, that's me
I'm nausea, I'm fever
I'm just doing the best with the things that I have
This occasion is crying, crying for a cake for the passing of fun
You don't swing in our moral playground, do you, babe?
You cut out my tongue
Without you sitting there, I've eaten everyone
So when I tell you that I think you're a parasite too
You're not the same as me
You're not the same as me
We both gotta feed
We both gotta
Oh, we both gotta, both gotta, both gotta, both gotta
Mm, oh, we both gotta, both gotta, both gotta, both gotta
Oh, we both gotta, both gotta, both gotta, both gotta
Both gotta, both gotta, both gotta, both gotta