If I hired you out and put your soul on a shelf Would it be yourself or would
it be someone else? Would it be the person that you try to be? Or would it
be a black soul painted so effortlessly?
Watch who you curse, watch who
you curse...
And if I hung your soul out to dry Would the foul stench
of selfish pride burn my eyes? Be that place where you reside Behind trust
and loyalty or behind closed eyes
Watch who you curse... (Watch who
you curse Cos in reverse It bleeds, it hurts)
Watch who you
curse... (And be selective Of the people you hate Cos plastic shadows
retaliate)
And if I painted a picture of your life Would it be in
shades of black, or shades of white? Would it take you long to
realise That it's not you behind those eyes...
Watch who you
curse... (Watch who you curse Cos in reverse It bleeds, it
hurts)
Watch who you curse... (And be selective Of the people you
hate Cos plastic shadows retaliate)