Bugs

Patrick James

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You caught me on the seaside waiting for love to spread its love
You caught me on the roadside trying to find my way back home
Look up to the ceiling of that open sky, it's blue
Thought you didn't know it trying to rewind you of our youth

But the bugs are getting in between my ears
And then they're crawling on my face
It seems to be a different thing
So we fight hard and we fight strong
We take it down from deep within
Far below the big blue sea
Where the whales and creatures swim