Tick

I feel a tick in my head, and he's sucking on my head
 In the morning, I'll be dead if he doesn't leave my head
 Why can't he go away, why does he have to stay?
 Maybe he wants to play, but I can only say
 That I'll get you, I'll burn you, I'll crush you, I'll flush you down, down
 The toilet, where you'll spiral around, 'round
 Ah, tick
 Tick, tick
 Tick
 I tried to get rid of my plague, but I left some of his leg
 And he grew back pretty quick, so I stabbed the little prick
 But now I cut my head, in the morning I'll be dead
 But even after still, he'll find someone to kill
 And I'll get you, I'll burn you, I'll crush you, I'll flush you down, down
 The toilet, where you'll spiral around, 'round
 Ah, tick
 Tick, tick, tick
 Tick
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 Ah, tick
 Tick, tick, tick
 Tick
 ♪
 Ah, tick
 Tick, tick, tick
 Tick