Cursed Lyrics & Chords By Gift Grub

[1st Verse] I was born in seventy-one In seventy-two I started to walk Seventy-three Seventy-four Seventy-five I learned to talk Seventy-six I tried sexing That was...read more

[?] I honestly hate Death is a cunt, thinks my silence can wait Raped to this day because the style is so great My whore to bury, extraordinary Anarchy loose on America's porch...read more

The realisation that I still don't know what I'm doing here, Put in perspective I am nothing, (We are nothing) It feels like something has been wasted, and I am fading Time...read more

Facing the great black sky, drowning in my worst nightmare, hole-filled heart traumatized by the fear of my own existence by the fear of my own existence Man no longer needed,...read more

Cursed! May the fallen rise. Burn it down, this is for the cursed ones. Rise from ash, we're the fucking cursed ones. This is fate, welcome to the damned. We are fear,...read more