Bad Things Abound

Bad things abound
We're shaking up the clouds and
Granted we're taking it
Out with our arrogance

This place is dizzy now
We're higher than the clouds and
Granted we're taking it
Out with our arrogance

We're blending up his hands
Our atmosphere is rotting
Our cold self centered core is twisted up

And granted we're taking it out with our arrogance
This place is dizzy now
We're higher than the clouds and
Granted we're taking it out with our arrogance

We're blending up his hands
Our atmosphere is rotting
Our cold self centered core is twisted up

Cold self centered core is twisted up



Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Rolph
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link