Cursed From Birth Songtext
von No Cure

Get a grip on your lack of restraint
Any explanation should be met with razorblades
Your womb is poisoned, the fruit is rotten
There′s never been a better time to cave your fucking skull in

Cursed From Birth
Cursed From Birth


Cursed from birth by the ones that came before you
There was nothing you could do
Dealt the cards that they chose to play for you
Fucked by the ones supposed to protect you
Fucked by the ones supposed to protect you

Tell me what the fuck is wrong with you

Get a grip on your lack of restraint
Any explanation should be met with razorblades
Your womb is poisoned, the fruit is rotten
I'm here to cave your fucking skull in

Cursed From Birth
Cursed From Birth
Cursed From Birth
Cursed From Birth

Cursed From Birth