Bedbugs' first EP, "Alone" was recorded in Kenzo's garage in Reseda, and was self-produced. The recordings were engineered and mixed by Jeremy Harris, and mastered by Frankie Siragusa at theLAB in Van Nuys.

I'm drawing parallels between you and my jeans: both faded, ripped up, and tearing at the seams. And I swear I'd buy new ones if I had the means to, but you know I've been so broken for the past year or few. Keep me coming back. I'll swear I've had enough this time, but I'm playing to lose. Let's keep those losers underlined. What's the point of knowing what happens if there's no lesson learned? I'm searching for some deeper meaning that I haven't earned. 

Losers

Bedbugs' first EP, "Alone" was recorded in Kenzo's garage in Reseda, and was self-produced. The recordings were engineered and mixed by Jeremy Harris, and mastered by Frankie Siragusa at theLAB in Van Nuys.

I've worked hard to make it this far without your help. But maybe it's time I start looking at myself. You give it all away. You give it everything. You give it all away until you're all alone looking at your phone just to make it through the day. You say I'm better than you but we both know the truth. It's taken me this long to pull this rotting tooth. 

Rotting

Bedbugs' first EP, "Alone" was recorded in Kenzo's garage in Reseda, and was self-produced. The recordings were engineered and mixed by Jeremy Harris, and mastered by Frankie Siragusa at theLAB in Van Nuys.

What if you fall in love with your new home and forget about me? What if you can't remember what the best state around is? What if I'm left in love but left alone and you forget about me? What if we lose touch before we're even there? I've spent every night of this week by myself. I guess I'm used to living without you. I'd spend every night of my life by myself if it meant you did what you want to. What if you fall in love with your new home and forget about me? What if we can't remember we're the best? What if I'm left in love but left alone and you forget about me? What if we lose touch before we're even there? I've spent every night of this month by myself. I guess I'm used to being without you. I'd spend every night of my life by myself if it meant you did what you want to. 

Orlando

music by bedbugs
lyrics by alex johnson
produced/mixxxed/mastered by frankie siragusa

alex johnson - guitar, vocals, toy piano
kevin puckett - bass, baritone guitar
kenzo cardenas - drums, percussion


wake up slow, run some water through my face.
oh, i know you think of me as second.
work isn't bad. in fact, it's pretty dead.
so i'm tangled, thread and needle through my head.
pretending i'm happy.

take your time. you needn't speed to rush your life.
i won't rush mine. after all, i'm underlined.

pretending you're happy,
you think you know me.

we said we'd keep in touch, but we can't keep touching.
it's all the same as it was before.
we said we'd take a chance, but there's no chance when you've got plans,
and i don't want that anymore.

You Think You Know Me

Like the Earth
performed by Bedbugs
Music by Bedbugs and Jacob Munk
Words by Alex Johnson
Produced by Jacob Munk

Bedbugs is
Alex 
Kevin
Kenzo
Vlad

our eyes lock, mine like aliens - yours like the earth.
i'm touching down to roswell. 
i'm touching down to you.

you hold me there. i fall asleep right on your tongue.
i wake up stoned inside your gut.
you hold me there. i fall asleep right on your tongue,
and i'm warmer than I've ever been.

our minds sync, yours like waves, mine like the sand.
you sift me through your fingers
and straight into your mouth.

you whisper,
"climb back up to my heart again,
so i can feel the sand. 
i need you in my hands so i can pull you back to sea.
back to me."

Like The Earth

what if i float away from the world tomorrow? would you be there to say in your sweet vibrato that this is how it should have been all along? every night i dream about the loss of gravity. i don't wanna be here anymore. so if i float away from the world tomorrow, would it make me more pure? would the whole world join and say that this is how it should have been all along? every night i dream about the loss of gravity. i don't wanna be here anymore. i don't wanna be here.

Loss Of Gravity

pulled at my face in the mirror today. got too high and got lost in the wrinkles in my face. picked up a fear of aging, awoke with a worried disposition in the night because i can't live with myself. no, i can't stand myself anymore. i wanna stay in and hide from the sun for a fear that i'll bump into someone i once knew. i need a minute just to second-guess. i doubt i'd make much sense out in the world with you because i can't live with myself. no, i can't stand myself anymore. what would i be if i could be anything? i'd be somebody else. what would i do if i could do anything? i'd find some way to love myself because i can't live with myself. no, i can't stand myself anymore.

Hide From The Sun

these scratches on my arms and back, evidence of self-control i lack. i wish i'd break this cycle of really believing i'm in love. i'm so sorry i've been so deep inside the catacombs. i've been so locked inside my mind and i am like this all the time. i bit more than i would i would like to chew. left with all the remnants built by you - distracted from the world outside - i found myself without a place to hide. i'm so sorry i've been so deep inside the catacombs. i've been so lost inside my mind, i've been so locked inside my,,,,, i'm so sorry i've sold out self-respect and my self-worth. i've been so lost inside my mind and i am like this all the time. i'd tell you how i really am but then you wouldn't want me. i just want you to understand i'm a waste of your energy.

Catacombs

your favorite color is pink, and that's good because so is my nose. i burn in the sun worse than anyone i know. your favorite sound is my voice and that's good, 'cause i can't shut my mouth. i talk about things no one thinks about. i talk about things no one cares about. my favorite line on repeat, i head home, can't walk a straight line. you remind me of things i can't define; a sign that we'll leave our lives behind. and i don't know why you're still here, but i'm not complaining, i'm just saying. your favorite state is asleep, and that's good, because that's also mine. i sleep through my days and get left behind. you show up in my dreams and you swim right through my mind. if i could wake with you all the time, i'd be fine. i've been around. i've been a lot of things before. i drag you down. you shouldn't want me anymore, and i don't know why you're still here, but i'm not complaining, i'm just saying.

Glasshouse

Not Complaining

New EP "Glasshouse" out 4/28. 

i sometimes feel i'm running out of time. time shouldn't mean a single thing to me. i used to think i was running out of everything. nothing means anything to me these days. let down my friends and family once more. let down my guard like i left it before. spent my day face to face with the floor. turned heel, door closed like i left it before. i sometimes feel i'm running out on everyone. no one means anything to me these days.

bedbugs

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