we live among the filth and con on sewage pond bedbugs beyond inside the wall the roaches rats amidst the stench that grows so fast i heard a story of a snitch of liars thieves an addictwitch she lost her health to methadole that s really just her rotted soul she lied so much her teeth fell out her sunken sallow tattooed mouth as cemetery trenches yawn embrace the bedbugs and beyond stuck inside this dope sick house i spied a writhing body louse so much time spent so low down depressed desperate and needle bound three degrees and falling fast we try to flee our chained to past so many years inside the vein to warm the winter kill the pain and still among the filth and con on sewage pond bedbugs beyond there was a guy was from this band secretly canadian his ego kept him sad and blue dissatisfied his sickness grew he traded his guitar for drugs and ended up with body bugs he took so many xanax sticks he lost his humor and his wit an empty confused sober shell suboxone led him straight to hell  cemetery hollows yawn embrace the bedbugs and beyond cemetery trenches yawn embrace the bedbugs and beyond resolved to drown in sewage pond we won t abscond bedbugs beyond we live among the filth and con on sewage pond bedbugs beyond the madness never stops don t fucking call the cops be careful in your bunks these fucking bugs eat punks 