Bugs
Bugs - DeathBoy vs the Phil

Lyrics by my best friend and heterosexual life-partner: the Phil.

And the blue night air
It breaks on, sleepy town
And I need you here
just to pull me down
Hear the gossips breed
And ambition rot
Hear the bugs still feed
on what time forgot

Still I need you too
Come and find my heart
Come and hold me through
all these cold remarks

No more lonely nights
Please, I beg the sky
I'm so scared of heights
and I feel so high

This isn't London, man
Just suburban cloaks
Where the lovers grab
at each others throats
If I make my stand
Will the weeds still grow?
Where the teardrops land
and no one knows

I can feel you call
All my silent friends
With our names on walls
and our raw pretence
I'm still holding out
I'm still fighting hard
But it's shouting loud
from embittered scars

This isn't London, man
Just suburban cloaks
Where the lovers grab
at each others throats
If I make my stand
Will the weeds still grow?
Where the teardrops land
and no one knows