bug bite - Fantasy Camp

Hold tight

I feel you on my hand just like a bug bite

Don’t touch it or you’ll only make it worse like

Last summer when you couldn’t get the words right

I feel it coming on again

You had to figure out

What they were talking about

When they opened their mouths

You had a sense but you

Let it go

Hey mom, look at me now

I’m on your stereo

Hey mom, I thought I told you just to

Let it go

Hey mom, look at me now

Turn up the radio

Come on

Soft light

Shinie down on you

Your skin is looking so bright

Come round

I’ll show you how to do it just right

Sometimes I know it’s harder to adjust right

I feel it coming on again

You had to figure out

What they were talking about

When they opned their mouths

You had a sens but you

Let it go

Hey mom, look at me now

I’m on your stereo

Hey mom, I thought I told you just to

Let it go

Hey mom, look at me now

Turn up the radio

Come on