cursed. (feat. Cray Chay)
Can't catch a grip
Can't fetch a hint
All I do is sin
With a big ass grin
Cause I'm fucken cursed
All of us are turnt
Bloodied in hearse
I could never fucken learn
I could never fucken learn
Can't catch a grip
Can't ever win
Everyone hates me
Stacking late fees
Cause I'm fucken hurt
Spending big on my life
Party every night
In my mind
Sorry to the people I burned
Bloody knives
Nauseous nights
Anxious life
Too damn bright
I'm so high
Keep you in my sight
Bloody nights
Bleaching whites
Manic high
In my mind
I'm so fly
I just took a life
Can't catch a grip
Can't fetch a hint
All I do is sin
With a big ass grin
Cause I'm fucken cursed
All of us are turnt
Bloodied in a hearse
I could never fucken learn
I could never fucken learn
Don't be scared of me
I'm just learning witchcraft
Learning how to bleed
Catching on to flashbacks
My past got me so trashed
Cleaning up the blood in the 05 outback
I just can't get enough of all this violence
All these bitches to my neck call them sirens
Fucked up person
Always staring at my eyelids
Take it all from me
I don't need to breathe
I should be alone
Aye listen
I don't wanna start no fights
Lemme just hang this knife
Don't you come through my way
Its been a bloody day
I can just taste the pain
I can just smell the fear
Demons they in my mind
Closer than they appear
I cant go back now
They tell me to calm down
But they will never understand all the ways I feel good when deaths around
I made sure she's safe and sound
Buried six feet that's underground
I took all my chances and played on that playground
I swing hit them with a slice
Now you bleeding out I just took yo life
Now you laying dead for the sacrifice
Got me feeling nothing taking precious life's
Got the whole world feeling all yo strife
Put you on a shirt
See me standing by
All black at your funeral
Momma look at me in the eye
Tell yo lil ma shell be fine
(May the flames cleanse my soul of its evil)
(Of its lust for blood)
Not a violent person
It's what I tell myself to stay above surface
I'm just learning
I'm just cursed And
I'm too far in
I'm just starting
Like the taste of blood
In the morning
26 bodies in my storage
Fuck it's getting gory
Real bloody story
Really on my lonely
Can't tell nobody
Cause I got their bodies
Liven up it's just a
Motherfucking hobby
Can't catch a grip
Can't fetch a hint
All I do is sin
With a big ass grin
Cause I'm fucken cursed
All of us are turnt
Bloodied in hearse
I could never fucken learn
I could never fucken learn
I could never fucken learn
Cause this one bitch got me cursed
Voodoo with the spice
She lies
But I see it in her eyes
That she always had it right
Wondering what the hell is wrong with life
Can't get her out my life
Off my mind
I might die
That's alright
Taken all these people in my life
That's a sacrifice
I can't go to bed
Suffer in the madness
Drowning in my sadness
Relieve all my anger into practice
All my homies hate me when they catch this
I been here the whole with a knife
Got you backed up in this strife
In your disbelief
You're damaged
Got you lagging
I'm just laughing
It's all tactics
Overtime madness
No more captions
Saw contraptions
Dangerous apparitions
Debuff status
No more sadness
Can't catch a grip
Can't ever win
Everyone hates me
Stacking late fees
Cause I'm fucken cursed
All of us are turnt
Bloodied in hearse
I could never fucken learn
I could never fucken learn
Don't be scared of me
I'm just living free
Intrusive thoughts in my way
Pursue them that's the key
Swimming in a pool of blood
Pursue all my needs
Can't catch a grip
Can't fetch a hint
All I do is sin
With a big ass grin
Cause I'm fucken cursed
All of us are turnt
Bloodied in hearse
I could never fucken learn
I could never fucken learn
Don't be scared of me
Don't mind the tea
You'll be falling asleep
Cursed on my needs
Got you on your knees
You'll never know free
Please don't scream
Can't fetch a hint
All I do is sin
With a big ass grin
Cause I'm fucken cursed
All of us are turnt
Bloodied in hearse
I could never fucken learn
I could never fucken learn
Can't catch a grip
Can't ever win
Everyone hates me
Stacking late fees
Cause I'm fucken hurt
Spending big on my life
Party every night
In my mind
Sorry to the people I burned
Bloody knives
Nauseous nights
Anxious life
Too damn bright
I'm so high
Keep you in my sight
Bloody nights
Bleaching whites
Manic high
In my mind
I'm so fly
I just took a life
Can't catch a grip
Can't fetch a hint
All I do is sin
With a big ass grin
Cause I'm fucken cursed
All of us are turnt
Bloodied in a hearse
I could never fucken learn
I could never fucken learn
Don't be scared of me
I'm just learning witchcraft
Learning how to bleed
Catching on to flashbacks
My past got me so trashed
Cleaning up the blood in the 05 outback
I just can't get enough of all this violence
All these bitches to my neck call them sirens
Fucked up person
Always staring at my eyelids
Take it all from me
I don't need to breathe
I should be alone
Aye listen
I don't wanna start no fights
Lemme just hang this knife
Don't you come through my way
Its been a bloody day
I can just taste the pain
I can just smell the fear
Demons they in my mind
Closer than they appear
I cant go back now
They tell me to calm down
But they will never understand all the ways I feel good when deaths around
I made sure she's safe and sound
Buried six feet that's underground
I took all my chances and played on that playground
I swing hit them with a slice
Now you bleeding out I just took yo life
Now you laying dead for the sacrifice
Got me feeling nothing taking precious life's
Got the whole world feeling all yo strife
Put you on a shirt
See me standing by
All black at your funeral
Momma look at me in the eye
Tell yo lil ma shell be fine
(May the flames cleanse my soul of its evil)
(Of its lust for blood)
Not a violent person
It's what I tell myself to stay above surface
I'm just learning
I'm just cursed And
I'm too far in
I'm just starting
Like the taste of blood
In the morning
26 bodies in my storage
Fuck it's getting gory
Real bloody story
Really on my lonely
Can't tell nobody
Cause I got their bodies
Liven up it's just a
Motherfucking hobby
Can't catch a grip
Can't fetch a hint
All I do is sin
With a big ass grin
Cause I'm fucken cursed
All of us are turnt
Bloodied in hearse
I could never fucken learn
I could never fucken learn
I could never fucken learn
Cause this one bitch got me cursed
Voodoo with the spice
She lies
But I see it in her eyes
That she always had it right
Wondering what the hell is wrong with life
Can't get her out my life
Off my mind
I might die
That's alright
Taken all these people in my life
That's a sacrifice
I can't go to bed
Suffer in the madness
Drowning in my sadness
Relieve all my anger into practice
All my homies hate me when they catch this
I been here the whole with a knife
Got you backed up in this strife
In your disbelief
You're damaged
Got you lagging
I'm just laughing
It's all tactics
Overtime madness
No more captions
Saw contraptions
Dangerous apparitions
Debuff status
No more sadness
Can't catch a grip
Can't ever win
Everyone hates me
Stacking late fees
Cause I'm fucken cursed
All of us are turnt
Bloodied in hearse
I could never fucken learn
I could never fucken learn
Don't be scared of me
I'm just living free
Intrusive thoughts in my way
Pursue them that's the key
Swimming in a pool of blood
Pursue all my needs
Can't catch a grip
Can't fetch a hint
All I do is sin
With a big ass grin
Cause I'm fucken cursed
All of us are turnt
Bloodied in hearse
I could never fucken learn
I could never fucken learn
Don't be scared of me
Don't mind the tea
You'll be falling asleep
Cursed on my needs
Got you on your knees
You'll never know free
Please don't scream
Credits
Writer(s): Chayton Houseworth
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