Bugs inside my head,
In a near exploding mood
My body was a road with
Bugs driving all over my skin
You try many of times, the gum,
The type of twelve-step addict stuff
The turkey is frozen
Colder than ice then
And I’m going cold
All the bugs come back
Bugs crawling through every
Sweat gland in my body
Then you yell randomly
At people on your side.
My pops had a glass vial
With a cigarette and a match
“Break glass in case of emergency!”
I was tempted many of times,
I never broke the glass.
Then every minute, hour, day
You want to, Just!
Break some glass
Strike the match and
Burn a damn cigarette