Beggars' Curse (live at the Haus)

And everyone hates you
Get used to it
They'll leave you on the curb
The world doesn't know
What you're after

Oh, we'll wish for stars
Shooting holes through the bullet's head
Drop into the passing stream
And oh, we'll act for us
Dynamite for a beggar's mind
Just imagine a spell without a curse

Everyone hates me
I take it stride
Pretend that the wound isn't that deep
The world doesn't know what I'm growing

Oh, we'll wish for stars
Shooting holes through the bullet's head
Drop into the passing stream
And oh, we'll act for us
Dynamite for a beggar's mind
Just imagine a spell without a curse
And we'll be right where we started



Credits
Writer(s): Connor Hunt
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