Ballad Of Worms Lyrics - Singles - Cage

I'm feeling down, touch me 

I'm feeling down, touch me 

I'm feeling down, touch me 

I'm feeling down, touch me 

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 

To 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 perking 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 visits 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 falls 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 

I'm feeling down, touch me 

I'm feeling down, touch me 

I'm feeling down, touch me 

I'm feeling down, touch me