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