Insect Psychology Songtext

i do not disagree with your maternity
in actuality it buzzes like a bug in me
it is insect and psychology,
i need to be shocked with a battery.

oh it could be ours
except our errors.
writhing like bats toward the storm
it's night time all the time in your arms.
though we have our orders
to save one another.
we're just dead soldiers swimming from the lawn,
where night time doesn't carry its alarm

all day, all night
act dead, or alive
i'm wrong, you're right