Bugs

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 questions... 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 taking 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 them I'll become one