Hanging on Rebellion by Remains of the Day

The Curse on Us

by Remains of the Day· from Hanging on Rebellion

If only our intentions were as deceiving as yours, We'd put a gun to our head instead of war We put a curse on your, can you feel it burning inside? Could you help us, could you help to antagonize? Would you help? Could you help? Time waits for no one, that's why we destroy time We've put our thoughts together, suffered one too many times Our intentions aren't deceiving, nor is the backbone of your disease To put it together, minus the actions of war Defines the actions to please them in efforts adore