Shout Out The Curse Pt 2 by Method Cell Lyrics
Precious thoughts of what it cost you
Doesn’t mean that what you’ve been through
Means any less, It scars the same
Survival’s just the price you paid
Anymore, you wouldn’t pull through
It’s just a mark that always stains you
Darker depths are crowded with the lost
There’s always a cost
If you’re feeling vulnerable
Shout out
Practically invisible
I’ll be the one to guide
Weakened hands, Attempt to cling to
The slimmest chance that fate could see you
And any god, Would heal the pain
And watch the same mistakes again
Every time, The strеngth deserts you
Just remеmber what they told you
The wastelands are littered with the lost
There’s always a cost
I can’t pretend, It didn’t cost me
Rather more than I could carry
And if this test, Was played again
I’d sacrifice these weekend hands
And out of spite, Or desperation
I’d find a way to fake salvation
Heaven knows intentions should suffice
But there’s always a price
Doesn’t mean that what you’ve been through
Means any less, It scars the same
Survival’s just the price you paid
Anymore, you wouldn’t pull through
It’s just a mark that always stains you
Darker depths are crowded with the lost
There’s always a cost
If you’re feeling vulnerable
Shout out
Practically invisible
I’ll be the one to guide
Weakened hands, Attempt to cling to
The slimmest chance that fate could see you
And any god, Would heal the pain
And watch the same mistakes again
Every time, The strеngth deserts you
Just remеmber what they told you
The wastelands are littered with the lost
There’s always a cost
I can’t pretend, It didn’t cost me
Rather more than I could carry
And if this test, Was played again
I’d sacrifice these weekend hands
And out of spite, Or desperation
I’d find a way to fake salvation
Heaven knows intentions should suffice
But there’s always a price