I am a virus
Jolt, your endocrine system disappears
Laugh, you're drifting on ecstasy you dolt
Take a bath, swim in my decay
Trim your beard, burn the compost material
Turn the eco-extremists on you, you'll be dust
Do what I do, we do what we must,
It's not a matter of trust
Jitters, make a ripple in your life
Mean something, shine
Make me surprised.
Teams I command, feast on my flesh
Dreams I surrender, ripped from the mesh
Seams I rip, tripped over her; refresh
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