Bug

I’ve got this beaten down spirit
In a galaxy of ghosts
I keep them on their toes
By singing all the wrong notes
The champ has had his heigh day
but can’t keep that bug away

A paper plane reduced to pulp in the rain
He wears a suit but knows he still feels the same
Shine up your boots kid
and get your head in the game

Grit my teeth and scope the scene
and know exactly what I’m working for
an eagle eye by design

Oh, I’ve got a feeling the fire is here to stay
the fever is running through my veins
‘cause I can’t keep that bug away

There’s still some fight left in this machine
we hit our separate roads we ran out of steam
but did we let it all go
I don’t think anybody knows

Maybe at times we didn’t know what it means
To load our lives into a crumbling dream
Opportunity is upon us
But I don’t think anybody knows

Grit my teeth and scope the scene

Oh, I’ve got a feeling the fire is here to stay
the fever is running through my veins
‘cause I can’t keep that bug away

Pretend I have this all figured out
Before I fall into a giant black hole
You’re reaching out but I can’t grab your hand
Because this bug is spinning out of control

It takes a leap to really get anywhere
I’m on the ledge I still can’t see how far
The fog is settling
Hope you remember me

Grit my teeth and scope the scene

Oh, I’ve got a feeling the fire is here to stay
the fever is running through my veins
‘cause I can’t keep that bug away