Excessive cleansing
Washing away the blood
From your shaking hands
Coughing up filth
It's like nothing is clean when
Your mind still is dirty
The swarm is near...
Panic's rising by a buzzing sound
Pushes you into states of regression
A black swarm piercing through your skin
Flying high with flies
Sick, turning sicker
It creeps on you,
But that's nothing new
Finally realizing
What we've always known,
That you're the bug
The swarm is here...
Panic's rising by a buzzing sound
Pushes you into states of regression
A black swarm piercing through your skin
Flying high with flies
Flying high with flies
Sick, turning sicker, turning sick, fucking sick
[Music/lyrics: Anders] Excessive cleansing Washing away the blood From your shaking hands Coughing up filth It's like nothing is clean when Your mind still is dirty The swarm is near... Panic's rising by a buzzing sound Pushes you into states of regression A black swarm piercing through your skin Flying high with flies Sick, turning sicker It creeps on you, But that's nothing new Finally realizing What we've always known, That you're the bug The swarm is here... Panic's rising by a buzzing sound Pushes you into states of regression A black swarm piercing through your skin Flying high with flies Flying high with flies Sick, turning sicker, turning sick, fucking sick Explain Request ×
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