I know that this is my life
and my life is my curse
My life is not a blessing
it's nothing near that
but I will live with my curse
It's something I will learn to get used to
Everyone has some kind of curse
But mine is my life itself
This curse... slowly killing me inside
as the curse begins to spread to the outside
I die from the inside-out
As I search for the cure, the blessing
the curse begins spreading to others
Nothing seems to be able to stop it
So now, as I realize that
there is and never will be a cure
I realize there is no point to it at all
My life, my curse...
