03. black thumb
It's a curse, like a black thumb
Everything I touch
I'm sure you were sure
You could help so much
But it's a curse, like a black thumb Everything I touch
Runs wild with the pressure of it
Becomes a pile of dust
Then the wind gets it
Everything I touch runs wild
Everything I touch runs wild
Everything I touch runs wild
I never meant
To cause you anything
But happiness
Some thing's just won't change
Though I keep on trying
I'm sure you were sure
But now you're only crying
It's a curse, like a black thumb
Everything I touch
Runs wild with the pressure of it
Becomes a pile of dust
Then the wild gets it
Everything I touch runs wild
Everything I touch runs wild
Everything I touch runs wild
I never meant
To cause you anything
But happiness, happiness
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