The bugs are crawling in my head
And I can't get them out
I've lost my sense of taste
I've lost my sense of self
I'm one in a million baby
You can't sell me out
Cause I'm one in a million baby
You can't sell me out
The sun has scorched my skin
And I am on the prowl
Feeding on your sins
Seething at your scowls
So you think you know now baby
Well go and figure it out
I've seen you stalking the streets now lately
And I'm calling you out
And I can't get them
And I can't get them out
And I can't get them
And I can't get them out
And I can't get them
And I can't get them out
And I can't, and I can't, and I can't
And I can't get them out