I Am a Curse - The Wreck | Текст песни

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• I Am a Curse
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But tonight I stand
Offering my bruised chest, my spilling guts
While we're all running scared
For the floe where we were giving birth.

We are, all of us, Jobs
Though never restored, no, never restored to prosperity

We have feared to lose and we have lost
We have slain every prophets of misfortune
And you bathed in their blood, you bathed in their blood
It was never meant to work
Sometimes what we've built contrives its own demise
And from this stove boat of mine
Should I make it over to a raft to escape?
Or should I build a barricade?
For everybody gave up
For you don't swim but sink with leaden hearts
We sunk with lures and soft promises
We sunk for a never-coming haven

I've severed every vessels, an entire fleet,
of black bile
But the spring seems unfailing
But the fight is biased against this royal
and never-ending affront.

Tonight I stand
Introducing my rough hands, my barren lands
To you
You will never cure, you will never heal
And before you, god of plight, I will never kneel
I will rest undeceived
With my secret grieves untold for sole companions
Overwhelmed with remote notions of what
life should have been
I owe you nothing, I owe you nothing, I owe you nothing
You drained me away
But we still waltz, but we still waltz, but we still waltz
Till the disgraced dawns burn our eyes.

Carry on, carry on, I shall ever carry on
Among gravel and stones
We have to struggle and make it home
But carry on, carry on, I shall carry on
For the few lessons I will have to learn,
the most bitter will be to die alone

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