Diary of a Sinus Virus

Coke eyes sigh, Parliaments might lie
Give me your noose and I'll tie
Commit suicide just to try
Keep it poking, keep it wry
Drive me insane and I'll tell you why

Moan sweet moans
Little fry
Drone sweet drones
Milk me dry


Mild groaning is my settled warning
Tiled blood and they're shy
Perfect city, abnormal lack of pity
We think we're witty and we eat meat
Holding my puke is a feat
Look out your window and see the elite

Loan sweet loans
Little guy
Tones sweet tones
Milk my high