Bugging For Mercy کے بول

You turn me on, I turn you off You scream out loud, I come above I spread my wings, you feel it itch You make me burn now; be my bitch The parasites are coming The parasites are coming home They're - coming your way, They are coming your way And they'll stay - stay Staying to play till you are Dead and rotted away The parasites are coming The parasites are coming home Nothing to you. You feel it scrabble into Inside your body, right through And there is nothing to do Begging of me. You've something to feed Some craving need. Need to eat I'LL BRING YOU DOWN! The parasites are coming The parasites are coming home