Text: Pearl Jam. 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 in my window, trying to get in,
they donUt 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 donUt think theyUre that dumb.
Do I join them?
Looks like... thatUs the one.
I got bugs on my skin,
tickle my nausea,
I let it happen again,
theyUre always taking over.
Aw, see they surround me I see
see them deciding my fate,
Ah, that was just once,
what was once up to me, but now itUs too late.
I got bugs in my room, one on one,
thatUs when I had a chance,
IUll just stop now,
IUll become naked
and let them all become one