A Bug on a Rug in a Building - Sophia Kennedy

You’re just a bug on a rug in a building

You broke like an egg in the hands of society

Now you’re a dog on a lawn with anxiety

Licking your paws that are covered in memories

Now you’re a dog on the lawn with anxiety

Memories don’t go bad as long as you pour sugar over them

'Cause sugar don’t rot in hell like truth does

But I’d rather rot like truth do than living in a telephone booth

With all the wrong numbers

You’re just a bug

Counting up to ten to get it out of your system

It’s a form of aggression that grew from frustration

All rotten fruits are ripe for vacation

You’re just a bug on a rug in a building

You broke like an egg in the hands of society

The paintings you paint should show your soul

But even the galerist in Idaho knows you’re a hoe

'Cause you look like a snail that’s been operated on

Now look at the moon and remember the light

When kisses felt warm and endless that night

Could it have stayed that way forever

Or did it end when tender feelings and love settled in

'Cause now you’re a dog on a lawn with anxiety

Staring at the sky above you

Reading the letters written in stars

No dogs allowed here, you better stay where you are

You’re just a bug on a rug in a building

You broke like an egg in the hands of society

Now you’re a dog on a lawn with anxiety

Licking your paws covered in memories

I lost a button of my shirt

While running through the station to catch the last train

When it came to my mind that there’s a bug sitting on my thumb

And it’s midnight, and we haven’t spoken for a while

You’re just a bug on a rug in a building

You broke like an egg in the hands of society

Now you’re a dog on a lawn with anxiety

Licking your paws covered in memories