Blood-red, symptomatic, vomit on my bed

Wellness check at 2 a.m. bitch, they will find me dead

I don't leave my house, I don't even leave my bed

Open sores cover my body, treat me like your pet

I live on your LCD screen, I live in the rubber

Chemical, I hit your block and all your windows shuttered

Treat me like I'm single-use, don't treat me like your lover

I pick up your singles and I throw them in the gutter