The Cursed
Album • 2007
Sweet, sweet, sweeter than your mother is Tell me now baby do you like it like this? Hard, hard, harder than your father was Wrapped up tight with a razor blade kiss Im a tested man Temptation calls me, And i do the best i can Never walked i ran and you got to know, all i am is... Sweeter, Sweeter... uh huh Lick, lick, lick you like your kitty does Up-down your back, do you like it like that? Woof-woof, barking like your doggy will Wagging that tail back, forth and back Im a desperate man, Frustration calls me, I do the best i can Give it all i can And you got to know, all i am is... Sweeter, Sweeter... uh huh Than your mother is Than your father was
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
They ain't got a reason, to make you want to sigh Jealousy and treason, the fire gets you high 5-knuckle shuffle, will you get to the point, Missed the bus and you ran out of luck And the patience wore thinner as they ruined the joint I like to be kissed before i...1, 2, 3, 4 See no light, get it right Your virtues are a drag, Pardon our assumption, Your evil's in a bag There will be a season, when everything must die So count your minutes pleasing, The fire in your eye God only knows what you're doing at night You made the train and the top of the list, So the devil threw a party, everyone came She likes to be asked before she's kissed Room full of sinners on a Saturday night The joint jumped and The Cursed threw a fist And the party fizzled, room had the groove, Who cares if she wants to be kissed See no light, get it right Your virtues are a drag, Pardon our assumption, Your evil's in a bag
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
C'mon and take me, where wine glasses bleed C'mon and rape me, don't you ask what i need I came to Frankrijk, playing the fool Ik ben op vakantie breaking all of your rules I landed cross-eyed, my foot in my mouth Slightly arrested with my face pointed south I came to Frankrijk, with all of my tools Ik ben op vakantie, and im making new rules Turn up the ceiling fan, Latch on the door, do the best you can Pull down the blinds, and go Done it before, nothing you dont know I cant remember if this tale ever ends, I cant remember if my heart ever mends I know the present, i know what i like, Wij leven als god in Frankrijk Turn up the ceiling fan, Latch on the door, do the best you can Pull down the blinds, and go Done it before, nothing you dont know Wij leven als god in Frankrijk
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
Smack dab in the middle Of where the answers lie, Post conservative understanding Is killing her rise And breaking her down, As she lays on the ground It's breaking her down, Pushing her round Breaking her down
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
Call out the militia, before we all die Never quite miss her, until she blackened my eye Ain't seen her since Monday, she was walking with a cop She prays on Sunday, she never stop-stop She's the best, of the worst i had Call off the monkeys, before we all fry No rest for the junkies, 'till they get it inside Ain't talked since she got back, Ain't nothing she don't know Her train needs a new track, she always go-go She's the best, of the worst i had Give us some love, make it all right Give us some glove, give us some light Give us a smile, don't you look sad Give us some heat...you're the best i've had She's the best, of the worst i had
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
Tied to the stake, its a bad mistake, all day martyrs Then they going to beat you harder like your father Chained to the stocks, ain't no big shock, it ain't no bother Then they going to whip you harder, whip you harder Speak in the native tounge, listen 'till the band's done Wake with the sun, now work your disease Run it uptown on the westside 1, i got a 5 day martyr Then they going to work you harder like your father Beat it downtown with your fat-fat head, Like the good-good martyr Then they going to fuck you harder, fuck you harder Speak in the native tounge, listen 'till the band's done Wake with the sun, now work your disease She's burning like a house on fire, Turning like a pro-set liar And the words she has never sung Now she's speaking in the native tounge She's burning like a house on fire, Turning into miss conspire And the beginning has just begun Now she's speaking in the native tounge She says... Speak in the native tounge, listen 'till the band's done Wake with the sun, now work your disease
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
So, so lazy like a summer sass 350-40 minutes to bake Hot, hot crazy with the devil's class Boiled over, there for goodness sake I got the feeling, you got the oven to whither I get to dealing, serpentine slither So, so dirty with the nylon torn And the paint smeared over your face Damn-hot crazy with your morals worn 350-40 minutes to taste I got the feeling, you got the oven to whither I get to dealing, serpentine slither So, so hazy in the summer breeze 350-40 minutes to bake Hot-hot crazy like a devil tease Boiled over, there for goodness sake I got the feeling, you got the oven to whither I get to dealing, serpentine slither So, so lazy like a summer sass 350-40 minutes to bake....
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
Stand on top of your mountain, one more step and i fly Oh, to drink from your fountain, up here i'll never die And if you need me, day or night And when you feed me... All's right Standing close to your border, love, murder, homicide Oh, to be in your corner, in there i want to die And if you need me, flash your lights And when you bleed me... All's right Day or night, It's all right And if you need me, day or night And when you feed me... All's right...
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
I hear your whisper calling me, your breath lands on my neck I feel the touch eternity, it knocks me down, where i shouldn't go A moment's vow of purity, your chill runs down my spine To ride a moment's certainty, ride it high One time in your heaven, One time in a life Embracing all of the 7, One time, One time in a life I feel your shadow beckon me, your soul is on my mind And feel your kiss eternity, it knocks me down where i want to go In all this vast uncertainty, your chill rides in my heart And ride this moment's purity, ride it far One time in your heaven, One time in a life Embracing all of the 7, One time, One time in a life Christen me in madness, let your white doves go Trapped into the madness, i know You are all around me, wrapped in the stolen light I thank god you found me, One time in a life
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
Long on believing, on with your dreaming, All right, that's right With a heartful of hope and a head full of smoke, Makes it hard to focus the light, right All right She's the queen of the down All right No on else is around Short on the screaming, on with the bleeding All right, that's right With a mouthful of soap and a handful of dope Harder now to see in the night, right? All right She's the queen of the down All right No on else is around
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
I have you down on my side, I have you licking my pride I have you singing my tune, As im licking your wounds Give me power, start my trip...Generate her Electric shower, lock my lip...Generate her Get it tight, feel my beat...Generate her Energize her, feel her heat...Generate her Generate her You have me for the ride, I'll be holding your pride I'll be singing your tune, As i bandage your wounds Give me power, start my trip...Generate her Electric shower, lock my lip...Generate her Get it tight, feel my beat...Generate her Energize her, feel her heat...Generate her Generate her A flaming silhouette in the doorway, The Beauty of a singular voice Looking like we're doing it your way, She never had a chance or a choice Hey there, God, are you listening? She turned and made a move to the heavens She turned and whispered into my ear Hey there, God, are you listening? We are down on our side, Licking our pride We'll be singing our tune, As we bandage our... Generate her
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
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