You make me sick(live for the Radio 1 Rock Show, BBC)

I want you to stop,
To sit and think,
Of all the times you tried to steal from me,
Ride my coat tails, use my name.
Your smiles exposed all your fangs,
Your forked tongue is [bad word] 
Spilling from your mouth,
I suggest you bind it up and keep it,
Keep it to yourself.

You make me sick, just go away!
I'm exposing all of your fangs.
Your tongue is poisoning,
You serpent, you snake, you make me sick!
Sick!

The apple in your mouth, [bad word] from the riches made from me.
Keep it, eat it, have your fill,
I hope you're choking.

Like a snake with my foot on your head,
Don't want you dead, need you alive,
To feel every moment when I [bad word] it.

You disgust me.

You make me sick, just go away!
I'm exposing all of your fangs.
Your tongue is poisoning.
Feeding on the weak, you serpent, you snake,
You make me sick!

I'm nauseous, you're wretched with false power, you've gone mad,
Unhinged and disgusting.
I'm nauseous, you're wretched with false power, you've gone mad,
Unhinged and disgusting.
You're [bad word] and you're grim.

All you do is make me feel exactly what you are!
All you do is make me feel exactly what you are!
You make me sick!

You serpent,
You lying snake,
You make me sick.