TILT LYRICS

"Worse To Bad"

Dismal little pad
So small I'm almost standing outside
Back to the workplace I go
Murder 8 hours a day
No make it nine

Dressing my face an open wound
On the day after day later
Lousy mood
I haul it out but it fall in my lap today
Tied to each thought I got a little lead balloon

You're accused
But I'm the crime

Oh it got worse
From worse to bad
Unintentional flame won't go away
Pitching in the black
Oh it got worse
It got bad
From worse to bad
Unintentional flame won't go away
Pitching in the black

Dismal little pad
So small I'm almost standing outside
Back to the workplace I go
Murder 8 hours a day
No make it nine

I left before the alarm went off
I wonder if it ever stopped
Killing looks deflect off me
Long as you don't see through me

Thanks to pedro for correcting these lyrics

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