Mr. Bugman - Destrage

You will always find something wrong

If you fish all day long

In that bag full of bugs

There’s always a snake in a hole

No surprise that you can find a prob

In what you dislike

Right to the no-point goal

To gain a no-point win

This is the story of my life

Still thinking I’m gonna lose my time

This is the story of my life

Still getting slaps from left to right

There is no right way to choose at all

There is no good, bad, true or false

Don’t ask yourself what you’re fighting for

Just keep your faith in your lost cause

The Bugman I know you are so fond

Of remarking the problem

Like we din’t notice

Dear Bugman, stop breaking my balls

There’s no way you can solve anything by pointing at it

Just stop being so prudential

All is important but nothing’s essential

This is the story of my life

Still thinking I’m gonna lose my time

This is the story of my life

Still getting slaps from left and right

There is no right way to choose at all

There is no good, bad, true or false

Don’t ask yourself what you’re fighting for

Just keep your faith in your lost cause

Nothing to lose and something to gain

Seduced by the fruit

Of the untentable soil in nowhere state

As we craw around a volvano mouth

Our knees all scraped, it all went south

Their god was clear about it

A grain of wheat now must die

Believe it now, now that point is right

To bring more fruit it needs to die

A wheat of grain now needs to die

Needs to die