The Curse

When he moves your mouth
do you feel spoken to?
Does it feel like him
or does it still feel like you?
Are your legs outstretched
underneath all the hay?

Well, the curse is off under my charge
I still think you're part of this
And the days, they'll come under my watch
You know you're still part of this

It's underneath every bone
The sum of a life disowned

Do you sing your songs
whenever he's not around?
Are you not the same
as you were coming down?

Cause all this time I've watched your back
I've been waiting everyday
All this time I've watched your back
I've been waiting everyday