Turning into an insect
Locked in my room
Gonna be putrefied so soon
They are scratching at my door
They just want to make sure
That I am doomed once more
Greedily liking their lips
Pitter-pattering with finger tips
Can’t believe that there is no way out
Can not stand that terrible sound
When they’re hanging around
When they’re hanging around
They keep hanging around
They’re peeping through the keyhole
Shuffling the floor
Grinning and squinting they’re cooking for me some more
I can resist no longer
Not gonna be stronger
There will be nothing left of me but the apple core
And they’re enjoying the sound of groans
And they’re attaching their ears to the doors
Convinced that there is no way out
Their persistence makes them proud
They’re still hanging around
They’re still hanging around
They’re still hanging around
And they’re circling like vultures
And they’re hanging around
And they’re hanging around
The smell of carrion attracts them
I can resist no longer
Not gonna be stronger
There will be nothing left of me but the apple core
They are scratching at my door
They just want to make sure
That I am doomed once more
And they’re washing hands in invisible soup
Whispering slowly killing my hope
Convinced that there is no way out
But still can’t stand that terrible sound
They won’t stop hanging around
Won’t stop hanging around
They keep hanging around
