I'm just laying here in my dirty bed
In my trashed house
Almost lonely
But the bugs are here
They're here to eat,
To eat every dead part of me
I can feel them crawling
I can hear them chirp
They're getting viscous
They're reminding me of you
How you ate me alive with hatred
Dammit
Everything reminds me of you
Even the bugs
They may so well eat me whole
Because I'm so close to death
And I just want it to end.
