Evil Me

I feel crooked again
At much expense to my friends
I’m pullin' on my neck
I’m pullin' my own teeth out
When night time turns to day, I su-
I feel crooked again
At much expense to my friends
I’m pullin' on my neck
I’m pullin' my own teeth out
When night time turns to day
I suspect I’ll have to pay
For some mistake that was made
I hope you choke to death, ma’am
You made me spill on my shirt
Do you know who I am?
Beneath your feet is dirt and beneath the dirt is me
Through a straw, I breathe