Fruiting Bodies Really Introverted Producer (Ft. GUMI (グミ))

[Verse 1]
Oh, lately I’ve been awaking at night, out of breath and feeling scared
I think I must be under attack, but nothing’s ever there
Oh, I try to be the best version of me, so I push all the bad thoughts away
But, something snaps in the back of my mind, and I think about it anyway

[Pre-Chorus]
My mind’s eye is defined by contrariety
I just wanna itch and scratch
(I just wanna itch and scratch)
People say I am not the one I claim to be
Won’t you tell me what you think of that?
(Won’t you tell me what you think of that?)

[Chorus]
A little fruiting body buds under my skin
A trauma to the system’s all it needs to begin
No, don’t come any closer! It’s a trick-trick-trick
And it terrifies me morе than I intend to admit
Left discarded and forgottеn right under your nose
Oh, how did we end up in here? Nobody knows!
My rotting body is the perfect fit-fit-fit
Unbeknownst to anybody, the mycelium grows

[Verse 2]
Picture me, unable to sleep, not a sound rings out in the house
The voices tell me something is hiding underneath the ground
I repress my fright, and I cover my eyes and surrender myself to my fate
The ones like me weren’t built to last, I’m not leaving it up for debate