Beneath the Boot

I'm not the person I was meant to be
I've seen things I wasn't meant to see
I've done things I wasn't meant to do
I say I'm innocent but it isn't true
I've done things I wasn't meant to do
I say I'm innocent but it isn't true
I say that I'm innocent but it isn't true

I'm drinking coffee and I'm smoking cigarettes
I'm yelling "Get 'em off me!"
I'm covered with insects
I'm chewing klonnies and I'm smoking nugs
I feel upon me a hundred bugs
Hundreds of thousands of insects crawl
They crawl on my skin while I climb the walls
I'd say that they're closing in but that isn't all, oh no

Calling, calling, calling
Calling, I am calling out to you from beneath the boot