[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
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
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