Cage - Ballad of Worms lyrics

[Cage - Ballad of Worms lyrics]

Feeling bad as me feeling bad as me
Feeling bad as me feeling bad as me

I can`t get that sound you
Make out of my head
I can`t even figure out what`s making it

What kind of God is this?
Gave me the hottest bitch
Then took the life from her chest
And left a pile of shit
Sloppy with a fork, so Chris gotta feed her
Too numb to cum
Sometimes she piss while I eat her
I tell her, keep her head up
Even though I gotta hold it up for her
And she seizure when she try and get up
I know I'm irking her
But can't stop what's hurting her
No sleep with her screaming all night
I'm thinking of murking her
Her parents paid for the
Coffin and left state
After signing the contract
Do not resuscitate yellin' for mommy
I dip in the morphine to calm me
I'm known in town as the
Creep that's into zombies

I can't get that sound you
Make out of my head
I can't even figure out what's making it
I can't get that sound you
Make out of my head
I can't even figure out what's making it

Stare in her eyes to look past horror
Morphine tolerated
I'm out coppin' horse tranq for her
Like I won't have to go through hell again
Her skin is like saran wrap
Barely hangin' from her skeleton
With each one of her ribs defined
My crib's designed
To keep the light out cause
She can't lift the blinds
Drifting behind, I'll be outta friends soon
Nobody visit's the guy that keeps
The body in his bedroom
She's barely alive and taking life from me
With no appetite but the
Meningitis is still hungry
Wants to make love
But, I had to substitute it with
Holding hands while we take drugs

I can't get that sound you
Make out of my head
I can't even figure out what's making it
I can't get that sound you
Make out of my head
I can't even figure out what's making it

She's cold as a corpse
And still holding The Source
Up in the air like: "One
Day the cover is yours"
Took the IV out her wrist
Tried to give me a kiss
Before I tasted her lips
She dislocated her hips started shaking
Couldn't feed her no medication
To scared to beat on her chest
In fear It'd cave in
Death waved again and each time leaves her
In a coma, for a week
To wake up to more seizures
But this time ain't like the rest
I can see right through her chest
And see her heart ain't got
No fuckin beats left
Then a voluptuous ghost crawls from a host
Looking like she did in High School
Then fades when I get close

I can't get that sound you
Make out of my head
I can't even figure out what's making it
I can't get that sound you
Make out of my head
I can't even figure out what's making it

Feeling bad as me feeling bad as me
Feeling bad as me feeling bad as me

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