Cool enough to not quite see it
Eeeeeeew...
Pickpockets full of sorrow
Will pass away with me tomorrow
Eeeeeeeew...
We'll try and ease the pain somehow
Food poisoning, well
No one knows where that stuff has been
I thought that since it was non-dairy
Or at least, somewhat, nearly
It's safe
I left it out in the open
Where the sunlight was my peril
Mold.
And I'm... sick... but when I can, I will
Try to recover, and
When I can, I will
Mother weeps the fun I'm missing
Lying in bed, I can't get up
In my stomach, it feels like demons
Cursed me and my sandwich
The Miracle Whip was out of season
The poison has left me feeling
So bad, but when I can, I will
Only buy one can
But when I can, I will
Fool enough to almost know it
Cool enough to not quite see it
The poison hurts, I can still feel it
Hurts like hell, I'll always feel this
Won't go to prom
No more sorrow
I won't live until tomorrow
Can anybody hear me?
I don't want you to feed me
What's in that can, I will
Try to understand
What's in that can's
Poisoned.