Haunt - Pile

Chew the skin with that stupid grin

As you tear off another piece

Suits to spin spit the organs in a bin

We make friends as slick as grease

All alone in the boiler room

Touch him the way that i touch you

You say what haunts you now it can haunt me too

Lord i know i swear i know

Whoever it was it wasn’t me

It’s just the flu and i can share it with you

Shake you til you can’t speak