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Most people see a bug in the kitchen and go full horror movie: screaming, shoe-throwing, and spraying half a can of Raid. But what if… that tiny six-legged stranger is actually a hopeless romantic in a tuxedo-shell, humming a love song, on his way to a candlelit sugar-crystal dinner?

“Cute Bugs” is jangle pop meets indie rock meets post-punk whimsy — a track where ladybugs flirt like ballroom dancers, beetles straighten their shells like nervous prom dates, and even cockroaches get a verse of tender poetry. It’s surreal, it’s funny, and weirdly… it’s a little heartwarming too.

So next time a bug walks across your kitchen counter, don’t panic. Offer him a waltz, a crumb of bread, maybe even a sonnet. After all:
Cute bugs, hey hey — little hearts on six legs play. 🐞✨

Lyrics:

In the kitchen at night, little footsteps crawl,
Most would scream, throw a shoe at the wall.
But I see tiny eyes, shining brave and bright,
A gentleman bug, dressed up for the night.

He combs his feelers, he straightens his shell,
Humming a tune only bug hearts can tell.
Does he dream of roses, or sugar on a plate?
Or maybe a ladybug, waiting for a date?

Cute bugs, hey hey,
Little hearts on six legs play.
Cute bugs, hey hey,
Buzzing love won’t fly away. 

A scientist laughs, a poet takes a note,
Romantic women write them secret oaths.
Not monsters, no—just dancers so small,
With a waltz of wings in a ballroom hall.

They flirt with antennae, they bow with grace,
Tiny tuxedos in a moonlit place.
Do they write sonnets in crumbs of bread?
Or whisper goodnight when the daylight’s dead?

Cute bugs, hey hey,
Little hearts on six legs play.
Cute bugs, hey hey,
Buzzing love won’t fly away. 

Imagine their dreams, so tender, so sweet,
A candlelit dinner of spilled sugar treat.
Two beetles leaning close, wings brushed in time,
Love is love, in rhythm and rhyme.

Cute bugs, hey hey,
Little hearts on six legs play.
Cute bugs, hey hey,
Buzzing love won’t fly away. 

So next time a bugman walks in your view,
Remember he’s dreaming just like you do.
Not ugly, not scary, just living their song,
Cute bugs in the world, where we all belong.

Cute Bugs

Tired of wanting to add this to playlists and it not being on soundcloud so im ending my suffering

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