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I've been cursed
Since October of 2018
The Cleveland breeze, the trees
They lose all the green
But I found a four leaf clover in the grass
Caught my eye, it was hard to pass
I burn so bright, my clover ignites
Water in my eyes, my luck has died
I am the city lights and you are the stars
I am the deer and you are the car
I miss your songs, my little crimson sparrow
My favorite curse, struck by Cupid's arrow
You burn so bright, my soul starts to ignite
These superstitions aren't so bad, I guess the black cat's out of the bag
This cat's been fighting for air to long
I never wanted to steer you wrong
I had to put it into a song
Erase these words from the tip of my tongue
Didn't want to destroy the friendship that we had
I'd rather have something 'cause nothing's bad
Everything I do feels like broken mirrors
Everything I do feels like I'm near her
You are the water in my lungs as I drown
You are the atom bomb and I am the town
I miss your songs, my little crimson sparrow
My favorite curse, struck by Cupid's arrow
You burn so bright, my soul starts to ignite
These superstitions aren't so bad, I guess the black cat's out of the bag
Da, da-da, da-da, da-da-da
Da, da-da, da-da, da-da-da
Da, da-da, da-da, da-da-da
Da, da, da
Da, da-da, da-da, da-da-da
Da, da-da, da-da, da-da-da
Da, da-da, da-da, da-da-da
Da, da, da
(Two! Three! Four!)
I miss your songs, my little crimson sparrow
My favorite curse, struck by Cupid's arrow
You burn so bright, my soul starts to ignite
These superstitions aren't so bad, I guess the black cat's out of the bag
The black cat's out of the bag
The black cat's out of the bag
The black cat's out of the bag
The black cat's out of the bag