Bugs are on the ceiling tiles
Scratching at my neck
Inside my screws are coming loose
I can't sleep in my own bed
Drifting with the lights turned on
While my heart beats through my throat
It's sink or swim, I've had enough
Keep your head up, try and float
Stuck inside myself again
With some hope that I can't drop
In terms of my arrival dates
When every sickness stops
When every sickness stops