First things first I'll let you know that I am cursed
Doomed to dig my own grave
Bound to drive my own hearse
I'm doomed to dig my own grave
I've got nothing to say
Nothing to make you feel the right way
Burnt out throat
No words to speak
I'll never be anything
I'll never be the source of anything you seek
Not a chance in hell that I'll ever be well
Not a chance in hell
Not a chance in hell
I might as well put my head right through a wall
Nothing I do is right, no, nothing at all
I'm the source of my own grief
Keep myself from any form of relief
No release, no, just defeat
Standing up just to get knocked off my feet
Cursed
I'm cursed
Nothing for me
My conscience is dead
I'm doomed to dig my own grave
I'm bound to drive my own hearse
First things first I'll let you know that I am cursed
Doomed to dig my own grave
Bound to drive my own hearse
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