All these...
I got bugs
I got bugs in my room
Bugs in my bed
Bugs in my ears
Their eggs in my head
Bugs in my pockets
Bugs in my shoes
Bugs in the way I feel about you
Bugs on my window
Trying to get in
They dont go nowhere
Waiting waiting...
Bugs on my ceiling
Crowded the floor
Standing sitting kneeling...
A few block the door
And now the questions:
Do I kill them?
Become their friend?
Do I eat them?
Raw or well done?
Do I trick them?
I dont think theyre that dumb
Do I join them?
Looks like thats the one
I got bugs on my skin
Tickle my nausea
I let it happen again
Theyre always takin over
I see they surround me, I see...
See them deciding my fate
Oh, that which was once...was once up to me...
Now its too late
I got bugs in my room...one on one
Thats when I had a chance
Ill just stop now
Ill become naked
And with the...Ill become one