Curse Lyrics - Singles - Recoil

Three two one, kick it 

Lord help me to believe I've got the need 

Killed by the world I'm filled full of greed 

Dead to the touch of my human hand 

Can't stand, beaten down by a broken old man 

Broken men fill a city full of sadness 

Broken rooms fill a body full of badness 

I need a need other than the sting of sin 

I need a sweet kiss to syncopate the rut I'm in 

I've got a lover, she clothes me in another 

A bad thing to bring, a sacrifice under the covers 

She said, cut all that record from inside of me 

Like something living made a decision to cease to be 

Life isn't like that, life isn't like this 

I have a need to know what it is 

Have you stopped to see what it is to be free 

How the world has become a giant shopping spree 

Lord, help me to believe how the word has changed 

If it happens enough does it seem the same? 

If it happens to me over and over again 

Will I cease to feel all the pain I'm in? 

Will I cease to feel? Will I start to believe? 

Will I need nothing more than the air that I breathe? 

Well, why waste breathing on a living death? 

Why even bother with another breath? 

Why believe, why care, why even fuckin' feel? 

Why try to see beyond the evening meal? 

They tell me four billion people are alive today 

But they say that life is sacred anyway 

But then to see it, no one seems to be living 

Oh Lord, what is it that we're giving? 

You're blind, you're blind 

You're blind from the facts 

You're blind, you're blind 

You're blind from the facts 

You're blind 

(Getting in line time and time again) 

You're blind, you're blind from the facts 

You're blind 

(While nation after nation stands in peril) 

Blind from the facts 

Three two one, kick it 

I felt life like a kiss in the morning 

I heard love like a rainstorm on top of an awning 

But then I left home to spend the night alone 

And then I saw a man asleep on the cold stone 

Was he asleep, maybe dead, maybe dying 

I saw in heaven all the angels were crying 

I saw myself as I just walked by 

I saw another as he turned a blind eye 

I saw another as he kicked the man 

And that his friends all laughed or didn't take a stand 

I burned inside, put my hand through a wall 

I cursed the world that there is suffering and cruelty at all 

I cursed myself that there is suffering and cruelty in me 

That, though my eyes have sight, they're too full to see 

That this would be life, like a job and a wife 

Like a car and a house and a garden and a knife 

Is it freedom to choose what is not a choice? 

Or is it freedom to silence what is not a voice? 

Is it freedom to have one belief 

Or do you choose to a live a life full of grief? 

I can't choose what I can't believe 

That the way of life is to live and grieve 

'Cause I see living as a place in the sun 

And the world as a place for a kingdom to come 

You may say, I had, you may hate getting in line 

Time and time again, you may say, man this life stinks 

I wonder how many people today burning in hell 

This very hour, burning in hell right now 

Never thought it was real until they lived it? 

And there are people in the world 

That are too intellectual for that, oh man, that's foolish 

I wonder how many people today burning in hell 

This very hour, burning in hell right now 

Never thought it was real until they lived it? 

This vacillating congress sits and will do nothing 

While nation after nation stands in peril 

You're blind, you're blind, you're blind 

You may say, I had, you may hate getting in line 

Time and time again, you may say, man this life stinks 

I wonder how many people today burning in hell 

This very hour, burning in hell right now 

Never thought it was real until they lived it? 

And there are people in the world 

That are too intellectual for that, oh man, that's foolish