Letras
Too many bugs crawling in my bed
Too many drugs clogging up my head
Well I drank your gasoline if you know what i mean
All blown out of proportions, gotta bottle it in
I'm all messed up and out of time
I'll be waiting here on the end of the line
And I'm looking for something that'll bring me back
But there ain't no hope with these bugs
On my back
On my back
On my back
On my back
Within these walls, feeling way to tall
Within these walls, there ain't nothing small
All blown out of proportions, just like my head
Too many things I should have said, and now I'm already dead
I'm all messed up and out of time
I'll be waiting here on the end of the line
And I'm looking for something that'll bring me back
But there ain't no hope with these bugs
On my back
On my back
On my back
On my back
Too many bugs crawling in my bed
Too many drugs clogging up my head
Well I drank your gasoline if you know what I mean
All blown out of proportions, gotta bottle it in
I'm all messed up and out of time
I'll be waiting here on the end of the line
And I'm looking for something that'll bring me back
But there ain't no hope with these bugs
On my back
On my back
On my back
On my back