Texty: Danny Campbell. Domestic Violins. Sudafed.

I have no time to become this
Blistered sores upon my faces
Never have a care in the world when I'm dead
Should we pray, or should we be led?

Sudafed...
Sudafed...
Sudafed...

There are more faces crawling in
Covered in my cum my seed my sin
I'll ejaculate upon your head
Whos the daddy? Cause this poor baby's red

And I can't see!
And I can't see!
Sudafed
Sudafed
Sudafed...

(Thanks to Mosura for these lyrics)