Текст песни
We live among the filth & con
On sewage pond! Bed Bugs Beyond!
Inside the walls, the roaches, rats
Amidst the stench that grows so fast
I heard a story of a snitch
Of liars, thieves, an AddictWitch
She lost her health to "methadole"
That's really just her rotted soul
She lied so much the teeth fell out
Her sunken, sallow tattooed mouth
As cemetery trenches yawn
Embrace the bedbugs & beyond
Stuck inside this dope sick house
I spied a writhing body louse
So much time spent so low down
Depressed, desperate & needle bound
Three degrees & falling fast
We try to flee our chained to past
So many years inside the vein
To warm the winter, kill the pain
And still among the filth & con
On sewage pond! Bed Bugs Beyond!
There was a guy, was from THIS band
Secretly Canadian
His ego kept him sad & blue
Dissatisfied, a sickness grew
He traded his guitar for drugs
& ended up with body bugs
He took so many xanax sticks
He lost his humor and his wit
An empty, confused, sober shell
Suboxone led him straight to hell (boy)
Cemetery Hollows Yawn
Embrace the Bedbugs & Beyond Resolved to drown in sewage pond
We won't abscond! Bed Bugs Beyond!
We live among the filth & con
On sewage pond! Bed Bugs Beyond!
The madness never stops!
Don't fucking call the cops!
Be careful in your bunks!
These fucking bugs eat punks!