{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 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 bug

I'll become one