Gift Giver - Cursed

""This curse will be the death of me And I'm OK with it Why the fuck else would keep making the same mistakes over and over again? Willingly digging my own grave I feel its presence and it sees what I see I know one day this curse will be the end of me Yeah I'm broke and my life is shit And every single step I take I'm trying to end it I'll never find a way to catch a break Mistake after mistake Another smile to fake I'm always dwelling on the past Grieving over all the shit that never lasts It never lasts So just throw me in the fucking back of a hearse My mind is rotting I can't shake this curse And you know it's only getting worse Just throw me in the fucking back of a hearse This curse will be the death of me And I'm OK with it Why the fuck else would keep making the same mistakes over and over again? Willingly digging my own grave I feel its presence and it sees what I see I know one day this curse will be the end of me Go ahead and curse my name 'Cause in the dirt I'm gonna rot the same And I know this curse won't let me leave this earth So I'm left here to rot. I'm always dwelling on the past Grieving over all the shit that never lasts It never lasts Go ahead and curse my name 'Cause in the dirt We rot the same Go ahead and curse my name 'Cause in the dirt We're gonna rot the same And I know this curse won't let me leave this earth So I'm left here to rot.""

Written by:
JACOB O'SHAUGHNESSY, JUSTIN JOHNSON, NICHOLAS MILLER

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