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I Can Feel the Bugs

When I first look in the mirror

Without a hand around my soul

I will fail to recognize myself

Until I’ve sunk so low

and without the constant anguish

How will know I’m alive

If I push them all away

There’ll be no soul left there to die


What can I say to fix the story

What can I say to face the facts

I could always claim to live the dream

And never dare look back


Cause I’m sleeping on a bed of grass

Not sure when I’ll wake up

And the clouds are storming over me

And I can feel the bugs

If I open for a moment

who knows what I’ll find

I haven’t unlocked that door

Or the girl I left behind


So I’ll entertain the comments

And the way they look at me

It doesn’t really matter

As long as I’m still seen-

Hell even if I’m just an outline

Or barely even there

As long as eyes are on me

Who am I to say I care


What can I say to fix the story

What can I say to face the facts

I could always claim to live the dream

And never dare look back


[CHORUS X2]

Cause I’m sleeping on a bed of grass

Not sure when I’ll wake up

And the clouds are storming over me

And I can feel the bugs

If I open for a moment

who knows what I’ll find

I haven’t unlocked that door

Or the girl I left behind




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