WSTR - Bad To The Bone lyrics

[WSTR - Bad To The Bone lyrics]

I got a backlog of drama
That won't let me breathe
I got a catalogue of answers
That you just won't believe
I got a million other problems
Thinking "Oh my God"
The grapevine packs a punch
Has a real mean streak
I got an underlying demon that
You don't wanna meet
So if you're trying to dig it up
I think I'd rather not

I'm trying to paint a pretty
Picture in front of everyone
But it ain't so fun
'Cos with one mad rush
Yeah they'll take my brush
And make God damn sure that the colours run
This gossip storm is spiralling
These crooked tongues are bleeding out


No doubt

I don't bite too hard
But I'll send you some kind regards
As you turn your back
And take your sorry ass back home

I never said I was as good as gold
My reputation's in a stranglehold
My record ain't the cleanest
And yours ain't either
There's nothing dodgy about me
It's all conspiracy

'Cos I don't care what your preference is
To all the dirty references or
If you should have known
No I don't care what your best friend says
She's a mess these days
So just leave that kid at home
Word on the street says I'm bad to the bone

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