The Battle of the Golden Apple: Part II

All my friends got ripped apart
Really, I don’t blame them
You would not believe how sound they sleep and what they sleep through

Shoulda guessed they’d wait ‘til dark
Should’ve had a plan but
I knew we forgot something
They came in fast and hit us hard
No one saw it coming
So I watched all my friends go down like hookers in a truck stop bathroom

Losing the fight don’t mean much to me
A one man army
That’s where I disagree

Who do we all think we are?
That our one battalion
Must be someone all alone
All my friends got ripped apart
And I’ll probably join them
But you would not believe how hard I’ll fight and what I’ll fight through

Bed bugs
Bed bugs
In our sleep they eat away at us

Everyone got so fucked up and fell apart
With such precision I bet you wouldn’t know
Where to start

Bed bugs
Bed bugs
Let’s start with
Bed Bugs
Bed Bugs
In our sleep they eat away at us