Letras:Okkervil River. Other. Curse.

Like a plastic doll
that’s how you treat some people
from your town.
The daily life of evil
never see the people
on the street.

There’s a curse in your town.
Dress it up, bring it ‘round.

They see you over
These are her sleeves
Gaze of destruction
of destruction

I’m a man
I’m a ruler of this world

There’s a curse in your town.
Dress it up, bring it ‘round.

There’s a curse in your town.
Dress it up, bring it ‘round.