Cursed - Gift Giver

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.