You're buzzing around this darkened room
infecting me with your stench and gloom
I'm contaminated, diseased from your touch on my skin
can't get rid of the sound of you buzzing within...

I'm filthy, filthy, drowning in your gutter of lies
you make me feel so dirty, because you're the lord of the flies

I'm scrubbing, rubbing, i can feel you sticky on me
I'm denying, crying, why won't you just let me be?
I'm so fucking filthy from your lies
i must be shit because you're drawn to me like a fly

Don't want you inside, lord of the flies
you make me dirty, fly back outside

I'm scrubbing away the dirt you left
if i can rid this disease maybe I'll forget
left with nothing but filth at the end of the day
just want this buzzing in my head to go away

Don't want you inside here, lord of flies
don't want this fear, fly back outside

lies, lies, you're the lord of the flies

-Kate 98