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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 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 that dumb
Do I join them?
Looks like that’s the one
I got bugs on my skin
Tickle my nausea I let it happen again
They’re 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 it’s too late
I got bugs in my room...one on one
That’s when I had a chance
I’ll just stop now
I’ll become naked and with the...
I’ll become one
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