Dead Bugs

I had a dream that I was on fire
When I woke up I was feelin so tired
Even though my dream was hot and heavy
I lay in the dark damp cold and sweaty

And then bells
Rang in her head
Then leaves rustled in her bed
You wouldn't believe what they said
She wouldn't eat til she was dead

Dead bugs they slither up your spine
Takin bits and pieces of your mind

I had a dream that the world was on fire
Ashes on your arm and the smoke in your eyes
Dirty old men screamin through the telly
Man just shut up stop bein so petty

And then bells
Rang in their heads
Then leaves rustled in their beds
You wouldn't believe what they said
They wouldn't eat til they were dead

Dead bugs they slither up your spine
Takin bits and pieces of your mind



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Praksti
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