bug - Intellectual

[Intro]

Oh, oh, I'm rotting

Oh, oh, I’m rotting

Oh, oh, I'm rotting

Oh, oh, I’m rotting

Oh, oh, I'm rotting

I'm skinless and boneless, I'm running so slowly

You said you could hold me, well why don't you hold me

Oh, bug, sleep more

Don't wake, you’re a disgrace

I tend to cope, knife up to my throat

Hope I bleed, I’m not trying to see myself

Oh, bug, (Oh, I'm rotting, oh, oh I’m rotting)

Bug, (Oh, I'm rotting, oh, oh I'm rotting)

Bug, (Oh, I'm rotting, oh, oh I’m rotting)

Bug, (Oh, I'm rotting, oh, oh I'm rotting)

I might have to for you-

Bug

I can't help but forgive, everything you did

But it'll hurt me