Worse
Home on the range
I'll pick up
Could you even leave home
Anyways
Talking talking my sin is serious
Hoping everyone is as serious, as you
Everything I'm getting out of it
Every wound I'm trying to suppress
Come for comfort, and stay over
I'm coming back
Don't you get bad
Then things got worse
Things got worse
At a line, I'm fishing for you
With a phrase, I'm getting used to being mad
Oh so bad, then things they got worse
Oh so bad, then things they got worse
Doing laps, to keep my head out
Of headache water
I'll pick up
Could you even leave home
Anyways
Talking talking my sin is serious
Hoping everyone is as serious, as you
Everything I'm getting out of it
Every wound I'm trying to suppress
Come for comfort, and stay over
I'm coming back
Don't you get bad
Then things got worse
Things got worse
At a line, I'm fishing for you
With a phrase, I'm getting used to being mad
Oh so bad, then things they got worse
Oh so bad, then things they got worse
Doing laps, to keep my head out
Of headache water
Credits
Writer(s): Duncan Mcdonald
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