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 don't go nowhere
Waiting, waiting
Bugs on my ceiling
Crowded the floor
Standing, sitting, kneeling
A few block the door
And now the question's:
Do I kill them?
Become their friend?
Do I eat them?
Raw or well done?
Do I trick them?
I don't think they're dumb
Do I join the,?
Look like that's the one
I got bugs on my skin
Tickle my naesea
I let it happen again
They're always takin' over
I see they surround me, I see
See them deciding my fate
That which was once, was once up to me
Now it's too late
I got bugs in my room, one on one
That's when I had a change
I'll just stop now
I'll become naked
And with the, I'll become one
