If I hired you out and put your soul on a shelf

Would it be yourself or would it be someone else?

Would it be the person that you try to be?

Or would it be a black soul painted so effortlessly?



Watch who you curse, watch who you curse...



And if I hung your soul out to dry

Would the foul stench of selfish pride burn my eyes?

Be that place where you reside

Behind trust and loyalty or behind closed eyes



Watch who you curse...

(Watch who you curse

Cos in reverse

It bleeds, it hurts)



Watch who you curse...

(And be selective

Of the people you hate

Cos plastic shadows retaliate)



And if I painted a picture of your life

Would it be in shades of black, or shades of white?

Would it take you long to realise

That it's not you behind those eyes...



Watch who you curse...

(Watch who you curse

Cos in reverse

It bleeds, it hurts)



Watch who you curse...

(And be selective

Of the people you hate

Cos plastic shadows retaliate)