Kennedy Curse - The Maine
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Oh this feels like the Kennedy Curse
And everything inside is dead
I'm on the fence about what feels worse
The one leaving or the one in bed
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In a dream she's talking dirty to me
Just in a language that I can't speak
Then she kisses my scars
As she cuts out my heart
And she places it right on her sleeve
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I'm having visions of the way it will end
I can see it all now in my head
You will cast the first stone
And my sail will be torn
I'll lose my vessel to a dark sea bed
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Will someone just come and take my heart
Set it down in front of moving cars
I feel nothing at all
So won't someone just come and take my heart
And tear it apart
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Oh my thoughts they remain perverse
And I know I am the first of my kin
To be born with this curse
So persuade and coerce
Because I'm willing to be born again
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