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