The Curse

[Verse 1]
What isn't finished that was never started
A vortex tubing that's remote retarding
Discharged before the accident that happened waylaid
Seen through a cracked orbital spasm interrupted surgery

[Verse 2]
Pulsating, deep blue reeling headlong
Some copper coins are really made of tin foil
Unable to get the neurology demanded
Growing unsteady, hardly ready, jerking more perverted

[Refrain]
Your days are numbered
Start counting backwards

[Chorus]
Sculpting statues of yourself
Plague-deep drifting drowning health
The curse is a lie
Sculpting statues of yourself
Plague-deep drifting drowning health
The curse is a lie

[Verse 3]
The interstates, the creeping toil
The multi-national whores have mothered all
Yes, I know
It's out of bounds, against the law
It's everything that's right for us that's wrong
Yes, I know, I know and that's for sure

[Verse 4]
The smallest people in your pockets never mingle
A wreck in signals now creating doubt that's inward
Pretend to play defender while on the offensive
Still stabbing, cross-armed, crooked
Pouring blood that smells expensive

[Chorus]
Sculpting statues of yourself
Plague-deep drifting drowning health
The curse is a lie

[Refrain]
Your days are numbered
Start counting backwards

[Chorus]
Sculpting statues of yourself
Plague-deep drifting drowning health
The curse is a lie