You got the right to insult me for a while
You got the salt in your veins doll
But soon you’ll be on the business end of something cool
Then you won’t see nothing for a while
You got stung by my Trinidad Scorpion
Feel the burn as her sting goes in
You got stung by my Trinidad Scorpion
You thought it felt hot going in
Plain to see the catbird seat from where you sit
Delirium has a way to upend a B
Now you see me
Really see me
And all my accessories
You got stung by my Trinidad Scorpion
Feel the burn as her sting goes in
You got stung by my Trinidad Scorpion
You thought it felt hot going in
No it’s a slow death
As your body boils up from within
You thought you ate it but it’s eating you
My words won’t fail
Bring your pail
And arch your back like so
When she wants to take her leave
You’re going to need so much
More than me
Yeah
You got stung by my Trinidad Scorpion
Feel the burn as her sting goes in
You got stung by my Trinidad Scorpion
You thought it felt hot going in
You’re enlightened
Can’t hide it
Can’t fight it
Chemically dependent now and then
You got stung by my Trinidad Scorpion
Feel the burn as her sting goes in
You got stung by my Trinidad Scorpion
You thought it felt hot going in
My words won’t fail
Bring your pail
And arch your back like so
When she wants to take her leave
You’re going to need so much
More than me
You got stung by my Trinidad Scorpion
Feel the burn as her sting goes in
You got stung by my Trinidad Scorpion
You thought it felt hot going in
John Makarewicz - Drums, Guitar, Bass
Micah Robinson - Guitar
Stephen Murphy - Backing Vocals
Nick Nunziata - Vocals
