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15 - CURSE

Credits: Produced by WondaGurl, Pip Norman & Rob Amoruso
Mixed & Mastered by Andrei Eremin
Written & Composed by Danzal Baker, WondaGurl, Pip Norman & Rob Amoruso

VERSE 1

No one ever talk-sa ‘bout it 

Eyes closed

Gotta clear the spirits out with the white smoke 

Deep in a trance, where they dance with their hood up 

Cancel the plans, buzzkill, we got stood up

Onomatopoeia, I threw the spell out 

Run ‘em out of town, Argus Filch let the cat out  

Try to get away, there’s no other place on earth

Dark energy let it build till it burst, burst


PRE-CHORUS

tried to get ahead, that just made it worse 

Used to speak bravado, now you seem disturbed 

I'm not superstitious, I’m just visionary 

From the mission, I can see the spirits

They just timid, they ain't wicked 


CHORUS

It’s a curse 

You can’t ever clip my wings; it’s a curse 

Angels, when I sing, it’s my curse 

Too bad that’s my villains in a hearse 

Do you need it in reverse

Let me tell ya it’s a curse 

It’s a curse 

You can’t ever clip my wings; it’s a curse 

Angels, when I sing, it’s my curse 

Too bad that’s my villains in a hearse 

Do you need it in reverse

Let me tell ya it’s a curse 


It’s a curse


VERSE 2

Tulips kisses that is kiss of death 

Can’t be smoochin with da goddess save the last dance for da devil ah ah ah 

Dhuwala ḻinygu’nha ŋarra nhuna milkum’nha

(I’m already here now showing you)

Manginy ga ganydjarr’nha ‘gu

(the power of this speed)  

Yolŋu boy dhum’bunnha ŋanya bumbarrunha ŋanya dhurrguyunnha ŋanya  

(Yolŋu boy gonna bounce with it, gonna shake with it, gonna rock with it)

Bili yaka ŋarra dhu translating yalala

(because I’m not going to translate later)

Ŋarra ga dhäwu’nhokal  ḻakarama’nha simple’yun

(I’m just telling a story, just so simple) 

Yaka pentagram’nurnha yän’gi djarraḏayirr

(not from the pantagram, just freeze with it)

 quick with a blink 


CHORUS

It’s a curse 

You can’t ever clip my wings; it’s a curse 

Angels, when I sing, it’s my curse 

Too bad that’s my villains in a hearse 

Do you need it in reverse

Let me tell ya it’s a curse 

You can’t ever clip my wings; it’s a curse 

Angels, when I sing, it’s my curse 

Too bad that’s my villains in a hearse 

Do you need it in reverse

Let me tell ya it’s a curse 


It’s a curse