Worsening Lyrics & Chords By Baths

Birth was like a fat black tongue
Dripping tar and dung and dye
Slowly into my shivering eyes

I might walk upright
But then again
I might still try to die

Never prayed, never paid any attention
Never felt any affection
Never a lot of thought to life

I might walk upright
But then again
I might still try to die

Where is God when you hate him the most
When the mouths in the earth come to bite at my robes
Hell that sits below would do well to bellow at the cold
The lifeless, the worsening souls