---

This is mosquito control

I'm on the stinging end

Your tongue is spilling pins

A vector of the secret disease

Your voice like a rusted plane in a rusted sky

Your beak pierces me in the back of my neck

Your skin erupts my skin into a rash

This is mosquito control

I'm on the stinging end

I'm on the stinging end

Mosquito control life under the swatter

(Never turn your back, never close your eyes)

Pulling wings tight strip to paralyze

Mosquito control, breed in stagnant warmth

Mating of the swarm mating of the filth

(Blood for breeds dripping poisoned mouths)

Thin the swarm population controlling

Stingers suck you dry, digging needle deep

Leaving poison itch digging

Mosquito control

Population control

Exterminate the swarm on wings and needles

Suck me dry

Bleed me dry