PPL ALWAYS MAKE SHT FKN WORSE
My thoughts combust, it's hard to trust a person
We're disease, we plague our home, the earth, and
Bombs might drop, we'll scream then hit the dirt
People always make shit fucking worse
I'm trying way too hard to make amends
These dreams collide, and lights turn iridescent
Guess we gotta run our way back, learn a lesson
Try and give it up, but you're too damn selfish
Blinding light and tryna find a way
Immobilize the words you wanna say
And maybe we can try and find a way
And focus on the shit we gotta break
My thoughts combust, it's hard to trust a person
We're disease, we plague our home, the earth, and
Bombs might drop, we'll scream then hit the dirt
People always make shit fucking worse
My thoughts combust, it's hard to trust a person
We're disease, we plague our home, the earth, and
Bombs might drop, we'll scream then hit the dirt
People always make shit fucking worse
Hold me down or hold me under water
You can't blame your sins on sons and daughters
Losing touch with everyone you know
As everyone around you turns to smoke
As everyone around you starts to choke
And radiation runs through friend and foe
Losing lives 'cause we can't stay at home
I really hope the cops don't kill someone I know
My thoughts combust, it's hard to trust a person
We're disease, we plague our home, the earth, and
Bombs might drop, we'll scream then hit the dirt
People always make shit fucking worse
My thoughts combust, it's hard to trust a person
We're disease, we plague our home, the earth, and
Bombs might drop, we'll scream then hit the dirt
People always make shit fucking worse
We're disease, we plague our home, the earth, and
Bombs might drop, we'll scream then hit the dirt
People always make shit fucking worse
I'm trying way too hard to make amends
These dreams collide, and lights turn iridescent
Guess we gotta run our way back, learn a lesson
Try and give it up, but you're too damn selfish
Blinding light and tryna find a way
Immobilize the words you wanna say
And maybe we can try and find a way
And focus on the shit we gotta break
My thoughts combust, it's hard to trust a person
We're disease, we plague our home, the earth, and
Bombs might drop, we'll scream then hit the dirt
People always make shit fucking worse
My thoughts combust, it's hard to trust a person
We're disease, we plague our home, the earth, and
Bombs might drop, we'll scream then hit the dirt
People always make shit fucking worse
Hold me down or hold me under water
You can't blame your sins on sons and daughters
Losing touch with everyone you know
As everyone around you turns to smoke
As everyone around you starts to choke
And radiation runs through friend and foe
Losing lives 'cause we can't stay at home
I really hope the cops don't kill someone I know
My thoughts combust, it's hard to trust a person
We're disease, we plague our home, the earth, and
Bombs might drop, we'll scream then hit the dirt
People always make shit fucking worse
My thoughts combust, it's hard to trust a person
We're disease, we plague our home, the earth, and
Bombs might drop, we'll scream then hit the dirt
People always make shit fucking worse
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Writer(s): Nathan Lewis, Ben Willey
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