CURSE Songtext
von Baker Boy

No one ever talk-sa ′bout it
Eyes closed
Gotta clear the spirits out with the white smoke
Deep in a trance, where they dance with their hood up
Cancel the plans, buzzkill, we got stood up
Onomatopoeia, I threw the spell out
Run 'em out of town, Argus Filch let the cat out
Try to get away, there′s no other place on earth
Dark energy let it build till it burst, burst

Tried to get ahead, that just made it worse
Used to speak bravado, now you seem disturbed
I'm not superstitious, I'm just visionary
From the mission, I can see the spirits
They just timid, they ain′t wicked


It′s a curse
You can't ever clip my wings; it′s a curse
Angels, when I sing, it's my curse
Too bad that′s my villains in a hearse
Do you need it in reverse
Let me tell ya it's a curse
You can′t ever clip my wings; it's a curse
Angels, when I sing, it's my curse
Too bad that′s my villains in a hearse
Do you need it in reverse
Let me tell ya it′s a curse

It's a curse

Tulips kisses that is kiss of death
Can′t be smoochin with da goddess
Save the last dance for da devil ah ah ah
Dhuwala ḻinygu'nha ŋarra nhuna milkum′nha
Manginy ga ganydjarr'nha ′gu
Yolŋu boy dhum'bunnha ŋanya bumbarrunha ŋanya dhurrguyunnha ŋanya
Bili yaka ŋarra dhu translating yalala
Ŋarra ga dhäwu'nhokal ḻakarama′nha simple′yun
Yaka pentagram'nurnha yän′gi djarraḏayirr
Quick with a blink


It's a curse
You can′t ever clip my wings; it's a curse
Angels, when I sing, it′s my curse
Too bad that's my villains in a hearse
Do you need it in reverse
Let me tell ya it's a curse
You can′t ever clip my wings; it′s a curse
Angels, when I sing, it's my curse
Too bad that′s my villains in a hearse
Do you need it in reverse
Let me tell ya it's a curse

It′s a curse