eskimeaux - Curses | Текст песни

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A curse lies on your body, nestled in your throat
keeping you in hospitals
keeping you alone
A curse lies on my body, nestled in my heart
keeping me in New York
keeping us apart
My stomach's in my chest
what I'd give to rest on yours
my heart beats in my throat
and it resonates your shaking bones
Maybe I thought a kiss could lift the curse and still your bones
but the detail I had missed
was that I still had my own to lift
And if I could rip my skin off from my determined frame
I'd unearth my healthy body in service to your failing limbs
I'd fill you with my meat and sinew
and taking root they'd fill you in
and you would grow so brave and strong
your throat would fill with songs
Maybe it would be the same, but at least you would have me to blame
and your sickness will be broken
and you'll never be alone

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