Hand washing I just can't stop it I lather rinse and repeat cautious
Bacteria is infecting me causing me to be nautious I'm a hostage
Compulsory knowledge gained my memory solace is drained
Hypochondriac in the laundry mat I think a polyups in my brain
I'ma see doctor Wallace for the day get my growing pains xray'd
It's the sixteenth time I've been clear in the midst of this decade
Thanks to my imagination and my lack of any real restraint
I've been dead and cancerous all within the same damn complaint
Now the professionals downplay any peep or sound made from me
All of my family and the people in our town say I'm a insane breed
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