A.C.D. (Abcessive Compulsive Disorder)
by Nothing
From the album: Tired of Tomorrow
Track 4 of 12 on Tired of Tomorrow (2016).
Duration: 3:39
Lyrics for A.C.D. (Abcessive Compulsive Disorder)
Swallow, corrosive confection Decay, rotting in the womb I can wallow in your filth I live to Here we are again Will someone find a cure cause You know me and you know I am not well I always knew I'd eventually hurt you Infection, my bacteria Always give you all to me Old aches from your new mistakes Same mistakes Here we are again Will someone find a cure cause You know me and you know I am not well I always knew I'd eventually hurt you And I will leave you With a bad taste in your mouth Here we are again Will someone find a cure cause You know me and you know I am not well I always knew I'd eventually hurt you Here we are again Will someone find a cure cause You know me and you know I am not well I always knew I'd eventually hurt you