You Have Caught the Bug
Biting every pop
Biting every bomb
Living nervous fog
Look at nervous fog
Biting every huff
Listen like it was
You have gnawed the pit
Come and get the sun
You have fought the bug
You have caught the bug
I would chase it as
I would chase it is
If I take that whip
I will have the whip
I think...
I saw a die
I think of the soul, I do
I think of a lit hammock's holding