Oozin' Out

Oh your abysmal brain
It's haunted by your principal's disdain
Your head is not that wide
Can't daydream a complacent suicide
Your skin is dripping long
It rips apart and drifts inside the throng
The vapor with the room inside your kid
He'll grow up to be an invalid

This is the root
This is the root
This the root inside
This is the root
This is the root
This is the root inside

The dirt is underneath your sticking skin
Where the maggots bleed inside the sack of skin
Putrid pus is flowing from your pores
Pouring out more pungent than before
You're spilling out and rotting on the floor
You're oozing out and rotten on the floor
You're spilling out and rotting on the floor
You're oozing out and rotten to the core