out darkness I'm on a suicide trip Time to turn the curse Await the last dayz I'm not new to your game It's time to turn the curse! By any means - Fuck
ships sink And you know it's love soon as you fall in it 'cause shit stinks And it seems like every time I fuckin' do, I get jinxed Cupid must've put a curse
you know its love as soon as you fall in it cause shit stinks and it feels like everytime i f-ckin do i get jynxed cupid must've put a curse on me 6
First verse, better not curse Good night, sweet dreams, turn out the light The eight hour song starts over tonight Clock strikes twelve and my dreams
this way) Fuck dat, I can't do it man We make this chips off this gift That we curse with And then my mind drift Am I defeating the purpose 'Cause
the clearing it's his leg or something waiting everything would be alright watching the trees then his toes then the trees deeper into the jungle and leaves him there we turn
now that binds us Or something that somebody said because they thought we fit together walking It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving When I'm drifting
task That the women and the men worked side by side and I had her near at last, And I swung harder with my scythe, few words between us passed, And I cursed
like, fly sneak-attacks on dry leaves DUNCE Crooked rumors turn zoomers when rookies talkin' Bad seeds blossom the wookie walk, hawkin' Let a sucker drift
the radio Drifting from the west And I turn to leave as if in cameo A moon, a knot, a guess Only one thing you ever really know You might curse before
't make it, 'cause she caught a damn cold and her whole body's aching. And I feel kind of nervous, butterflies in my stomach, but I drift off to sleep
lanes There's a shadow that dwells inside your head Within mine as well Turns our lives into a living hell Like a curse and a spell I' ve been drifting
bathing in light As we tend to our gardens The world is growing wild But we live in our tiny heads And can't see past our own tiny minds As we turn
In our greed for strength and power The curse is lasting on us all Now there's nowhere left to turn Storms destroy the landscapes Woods and fields drift
man) We make these tips off dis gift dat we cursed wit But den my mind drift, am I defeatin' the purpose? Could you feel like shit when you miss yourself
', and alone So I pour another drink and take a hit And I wonder where the smoke goes And I'm feeling more and more like less and less As I curse the
beads like, fly sneak-attacks on dry leaves DUNCED Crooked rumors turn zoomers when rookies talkin' Bad seeds blossom the wookie walk, hawkin' Let a sucker drift
