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