Aroma Coma

Used like a cheap lab rat, they dumped me into a foaming vat
What should have been pheromones turned me into a permanent insult to the nose

God knows that there ain't no cure
For an odor so impure
Don't come close lest you endure

Aroma Coma

I begged them to operate, they told me that stench ain't something you can amputate
Oh, how I wish for stink lines just to give strangers a warning sign

God knows that there ain't no cure
For an odor so impure
Don't come close lest you endure

Aroma Coma

God knows that there ain't no cure
For an odor so impure
Oh, I'm sure only flies I'll lure, yea now
Don't come close lest you endure



Credits
Writer(s): Jesse West
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