Cut Worms - Unnatural Disaster Lyrics

My love you won't find me
Hanging around by the hanging tree
Cheering the death march on
Aint never been my idea of fun

Well have you heard the news?
Well do you think that it's true?
How the bad seed spoiled the brood?

Well I don't know, it's hard to say
Coulda' gone either way
Like some cyclone out on the plains
They pulverize
Then they pass away
At the end of the day
It's no use

If I upset you now
I'll try to make it up somehow
But you know I can't say
What goes on in my mind some days

Sometimes I think there's no help
For me or anyone else
But I got to see for myself

Walk along make my moves
Down the streets and avenues
Nothing going, nothing to do
The only one thing
I care to hold on to
Oh my love
And that's you

Cut dried cancer cysts,
Painted fingernails on the iron fist
Hole up and hide it's a blowout sale
Sweet suicide get me out on bail
Well, all these things I have tried
To see from every side
But they go in and out with the tide
Up and down and back again
Make the rounds, make amends
Just how much do I have to spend?
Every postcard that I try to send
Just gets lost in the mail