| The swarm is coming
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| The swarm is coming
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| The swarm is coming
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| The swarm is coming
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| God damn, here it comes, creepin' through the cracks
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| The nooks, the crannys, it hit me. | 
| Smack!
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| Stinger’s in my head. | 
| I gotta get it out!
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| I got me a plan to get the stinger out
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| Just a little ‘squito, so I flick it off my ear
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| Never even know what will return is a nightmare
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| Never ever thought a little bug could make me die
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| Suckin' out my blood and my heart through my head
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| Sippin' on my head my head, twistin' through my brain
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| Drivin' me crazy, nuts, insane
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| Muddy, sludgy, greasy slime
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| I’m always buckin' with Father Time
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| ‘Cause right about now, he’s my enemy number one
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| Trying to punch out on my life by sucking on my lungs
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| What you call a bug, but I call it death
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| ‘Cause it makes me choke and cave my chest
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| My toes begin to curl. | 
| My fingers start to fold
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| Got drool on my lips, and my body’s gettin' cold
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| Don’t know what to do, so now I start to panic
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| But it’s too late, I’m dead. | 
| The swarm got me, fuck it
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| The swarm is coming
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| The swarm is coming
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| The swarm is coming
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| The swarm is coming
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| It’s another cloudy day, it’s raining, but not water
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| It’s raining bugs out the sky. | 
| I think I oughta
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| Make a run, but I slipped on a mud slick
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| I can’t move. | 
| I think I broke my fuckin' neck
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| It’s no surprise I’m layin' there paralyzed
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| Lookin' up into the sky helped me realize
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| About us. | 
| The bugs form a Devil’s face
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| It must be a mirror image of the human race
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| And God damn, here it comes, the deadly swarm
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| I can tell by the howl of the wing form
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| The air is warm. | 
| The woods are so still
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| When the bugs creep out the sky for a kill
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| Broken neck, I’m prayin', ‘cause I’m a goner
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| I can see the ‘squitos creepin' around the corner
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| I lay still and hope it doesn’t notice me
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| But it can sense all my blood flowin' heavily
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| Looking up just to see its deadly jaws
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| I think I, I think I, I think I shit my drawers
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| But this time, the swarm left me alone
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| So I lay and watch ‘em suck through the dead bones
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| The night’s swarm, hunting for a blood rush
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| And come crashin' down through the wooded brush
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| And I’m dead. | 
| Stuck me, sucked me through my stomach
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| Blood is gone, skin and bones, as my body plummets
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| The swarm is here
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| The swarm is coming (Hey, hey)
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| The swarm is coming (not)
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| The swarm is coming (What you gonna do?)
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| The swarm is coming (Hey, hey)
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| The swarm is coming (Hey, hey)
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| The swarm is coming (Hey, hey)
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| The swarm is coming (Hey)
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| The swarm is coming (What you gonna do?)
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| (When it comes for you?) (Check it out,)
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| (When it comes for you?)
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| (When it comes for you?) (Check it out)
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| (Hey, hey, yo I’m dead now)
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| The swarm is coming (Check it out)
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| The swarm is coming
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| The swarm is coming (For you)
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| The swarm is coming (bitch)
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| The swarm is coming |